Friendship, it seems, in many ways,
Is simple when another cares.
It often can be quite enough,
Just to know that your friend is there.
We pass through this life
Far to fast,
And we are touched rarely along the way,
By others who seem so much like ourselves,
And their smile can brighten our day.
But relationships can be so tedious,
And often there just isn’t time,
To do all of the things that we’d like to do,
Like writing a poem and making it rhyme.
True friends don’t need all of the fanfare,
And the topic is seldom discussed,
But they know where they’ll turn when the wind blows,
To a friend whom they know and they trust.
Never doubt, my friend, what you mean to me,
And consider not that you’ll ever depart,
For the image of your inner goodness,
Is forever etched in my heart.
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Chrissy
Very well written.
Love,
CJ
Glad I stopped by,
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling