A Friend Evermore Poem by Harry Gray

Was it Coincidence?
Or by some slim chance,
That you could, would, and felt you should
Distort, and contort, the true essence of my intent.

See baby, I feel where you're coming from
And you’re right, but only partially
And not, in anyway, can one traverse
A reality that is as common as the inadequacy of a thumb
Cause facts hold not an ounce of faulty
But I’d have to say, you’ve got me all wrong

I showed you a blueprint, configured quite well
Yes there were faults, but you didn’t quarrel
You said overall, its foundation was strong
And with a few adjustments, how could it be torn
But never, did I’d think you’d read and build it so wrong.

See baby, my blueprint was based on a friendship
But I won’t deny, yes, a door I drew,
That could, if opened wide, hold space for more
If, concurrently we were willing to stop and prospect
What a future together could have in store.
Yet it was a vision, but only a speck
And what really mattered was a friend evermore


But you saw the blueprint as so many before.
That weren’t even sketched with a dropp of meaning
And when built, you could swear they were leaning
And took from you, way more than they brought
A blueprint that could leave anyone distraught

See baby, I know that you’ve been hurt
And you’re right, many only want one thing.
But only make generalizations when their due
And haven’t I proved I’m a friend, that’s true
So how dare you ever compare my blueprint with the ones before!
And to look upon my layout with total abhor.
Because what I saw in you was not based on a physical captivation
But something deeper, a connection that is installed in all long-lasting friendships
Something that can and will live on, forever...
A Friend Evermore