I have sought friendships
Sometimes friendships sought me
I have been a good a friend
Sometimes a not so good a friend
Sometimes a pinch of both.
I'll let the people that know me
Choose which of the above I've been
I can only speak of one friendship
That of myself and myself
I've not been a good friend to myself.
I've shelved plans and goals for myself
To aid others pursue theirs
There's a joy in this venture
Yet sadness creeps in when
Your soul aches for an adventure of its own.
As age advances on me
I find myself on the edge
Oblige i will
Put me first and fast
In hope I'll quench this thirst
Of making me my best friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem