Friend
Oh, my friend, how much we’ve endured
Moments of communion
When reality has been suspended far above our heads
Solace in a single glance
Stability in a counter balance
The honest voice
The protecting but not protective
If you fall, I’ll help you up
But never stumble just because you do
You would never ask me to
We’ve had the lion’s share of rest and pain
Like grade school from the start
No expectations, no need for them,
Wrap each other up in comfort
No time, no stressor, no missile from the sky
Could tear me from your side.
Thank you for being my first best friend.
This poem is about:
Me