To My Friend, Who Puts Up with Many Bad Jokes
Dear Friend,
You are a gift, a joy.
I treasure you.
But sometimes,
I remember that I
am always the first to text.
I am the first
to ask how you are,
to say I miss you.
Maybe I need you more
as my friend circle dwindles
and yours grows.
I wonder,
am I dependent on you?
I don’t want to be.
But then,
I remember that you
are always the first to encourage.
You are the first
to offer wise advice,
to laugh at my jokes.
So it doesn’t matter
who is first.
We need eachother in different ways.
I offer you a fresh perspective.
You lend your gentling voice.
I am independent, but not alone.
Dear Friend,
you are a dear friend.
I treasure you.
With the sisterhood
of all that is between us,
A friend who knows she is dear to you