Friend So Far Away, I'Ve Never Even Met You - Poem by Louise McVicar
My friend so far away.
I have never met you yet we talk almost daily.
Why do I feel so young to your years?
When I write I feel like an impetuous child
I must seem so naive
Does it hurt to tell your pain to one such as me?
I have it all, compared to you
For your age you work so hard
I cannot fathom the exhaustion you must face each day.
I do not wish to highlight your plight
I don't want to make you see your pain in the light I hold up from here
I only wish to better understand.
I feel like each time I touch a wound to explore it
I hurt you. Yet you are still so sincere.
You patiently allow me to probe them.
You call me dear.
I know that compared to you I own the world.
I can do anything, go anywhere and be anyone.
You have given me this wisdom.
Friend so far away, whom I've never met.
(It's dedicated to my Pen friend who is so patient with me in telling me all about himself dispite our different circumstances.)
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