Friends Through Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Studying the depths of human emotions brings no new clues
as to it's essence.

There are no beginnings - only middles. How did friendship
come about? Where are the answers?

Looking to nature, to the heavens, to people all around,
only silence echoes throughout the atmosphere.

Feelings come and go, entering different spheres and levels,
never being able to be tracked or stalked.

Creating friendships from out of nothing, understanding is
left lying idly behind.

Two people standing side by side, their lives having touched
at one point and they became one.

Living lives of their own, yet always having a certain bond
together, knowing that they'd always be there for each other.

Differences bring a certain joy to life, spicing up any
relationship in the beginning.

After many years of hardship and trial, of being together,
time slows and age creeps upon them.

Holding hands down the last corridor of life, friendship
blooms and nighttime is upon them.