Here in the sleepy still
Of a Thursday drenched by the rain
That never washed away the loneliness
That came and stayed for dinner
I found a calling card
From a friend a world away
My words I' m told, were missed
Were valued, were sought
So sweet the nectar of kindness, shared
When in a night that saw such sorrow
I begged myself to remember this blessing
A stranger, NO...
Make that a friend
Grabbed hold of my hand
Through the simple gesture of saying
I had been missed...
Tonight I send a wave of warmth
Humbled and grateful for the beautiful hello
A reminder of what is wonderful
Across the universe
Tonight somewhat sweetly that much smaller
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your magnetic friendship beggars any description....you value and adore friendship so much...nicely reflected in your sweet poem...