Friends Poem by Lonnie Hicks

Friends

Rating: 2.7


I can see her
dazzling
sunshine smile;

emanating from her eyes
drifting into sight;
a beautiful
beautiful sight.

Undeniably she was
a Force of Nature
and effortlessly-
she lived her life
fluidly-
lightly,
Innocently.

She is a Spirit
still bathed in a certain purity in this world.

No scabs or scars;
No hurts or harms,
she had not come
in this world fully
yet
managing
somehow to be who she
was
from birth.

I am not that innocent.

I have scabs and scars.

I have known
Cutting Disappointments,
and Grinding Injustice.

Why is she my friend?

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