A friend reaches for your
hand and touches your heart
Thoughtfulness is your gift…
thanks for the present!
You have not compassion fatigue, for
the many demands made on your feelings
You are my prop when I falter and
willing to stand-in when I stagger
A friend embraces you
across distance and time
A friend shares your dreams
and help fend off nightmares too
A friend will be a sounding board
and lend a sympathetic ear
Makeovers not needed
you accept me as am
Personal chats are kept
under your secret hat
Your friendship… the perfect condiment.
Thus to everything there’s a season.
In dedication to my friend, Augustine Dowdy…I love you Augie!
May 13,2006
‘Makeovers not needed/you accept me as am’ Jocund...apt …but is it a reality? ... Ma’am hedonistic society looks for ‘package’ than ‘product’ lolol… Eye-candy is salivating than Soul-candy’…where to get? Can you tell me? Ma’am? Omigod am I looking for an El Dorado? …thanks for florilegium on friendship 10/10. Ms. Nivedita UK
You are my prop when I falter and willing to stand-in when I stagger.....wonderful tribute to your friend blazing her glory yet wrought ingenious with mellowing diction by the imagery,10+++, thanks for sharing
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A beautifully written poem, dedicated to your friend. I have a friend like that and was really drawn into the poem by your effortless writing. Thanks for a lovely poem. Lynn.