Genuine Delight - Poem by Cyrus Diaz
It’s been a year now
Since that hot afternoon
Of September, yet
I still remember it seems
Like it was just yesterday.
It started over food trip
Each walk and talk
Grows like a note that
Fill everybody’s emptiness
Though the time maybe short
But we made every minute
Of it worth.
My life is enriched in myriad ways
You were the shelter from life’s
Frequent storm life a comfortable
Blanket, you keep me snug and warm.
In depth conversation
That stimulates my brain
For the silly times we laugh out loud
For the things we can’t explain
It means so much to me
More than I can express.
I learned so much from you
You help me see old things as new
You taught me so much
You told me exactly what to say
You told me exactly what to do
Your smile alone is like honey
To my lips, your laugh is like
Music to my ears, your love
Is like water to my soul
It warms my soul.
I wonder about life’s true meaning
And whether it all makes sense,
With a word and a smile from you
My silly laments I forget.
You lift me up when I’m
down in the dumps,
whenever life feels empty
in times I feel lack
I know I’ve got you in my back
What we have together
No one else can comprehend.
In uncomfortable time you’re the
Soothing balm for my pummeled soul
You listen with a heart
You cheer me when I’m blue
You bring out the best and worst in me
And just for being you, thank you.
I wonder if you’re aware
Of the bright seeds you sow in me
Others may fill my day,
But never in such important way.
You’re such a pure delight
We’ve shared so much in our lives
While there’s still a heart in me
You’ll always be a part of me.
Yes! There are places I remember
Places where overwhelming memories
We have together shared with
We kill time, we steal time
We long for it not to pass
We build fellowship and memories
That we would treasure
That would last forever.
Our lives may end one day in his time
But those wonderful memories
Will forever never ever die
And for the times that I
Haven’t’ tell you this
I’m privileged to call
You my genuine friends.
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