True Friend Poem by Marion Perrotta

True Friend

Do you swear my friend?
To be there to the end.
Looking into the heart of me
Patiently waiting for me to be
the very best that I can be.

You’re eyes will see what I didn’t see
Your words will tell what I couldn’t hear
Your heart will feel what I can’t feel
As you lovingly teach me
how to be
the very best that I can be.

The lessons in life are an uphill climb
and we know that all of that takes time.
We suffer, we grow, we share, we learn.
Both of us standing in line for our turn
to hold up the mirror for each to see
the very best that we can be.

You may not have told me,
but when you must scold me;
it’s not meant to hurt me
not meant to desert me..
You’re only wanting for me to be
the very best that I can be.

So for you my confidante
my sun, my rain,
though my heart now and then may be filled with pain...
I hold out my hand and my heart to you
for being my friend, for seeing me through.
For all you are and all you do;
my trusted friend,
I sincerely thank you