Daily Archives: April 12, 2015
I type my love for you
On the TV screen
Never will you truly know
Just how much you mean
Some may say it’s crazy
But I don’t really care
They could never understand
all that we have shared
All the nights you’ve spent with me
Felt like you were here
Always with a open heart
And an open ear
I never had to wonder
If you truly care
Because when I turn on my TV
You words are always there
I am a rose, you are my thorns,
clutching to me, protecting me.
I am the sun, you are my rays,
helping me to shine and to be all that I can.
I am a lake, you are my water,
filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future.
I am a tree, you are my leaves,
sharing who and what I am
and becoming an important part of my life.
I am a heart, you are my beat,
beating rhythmically to my happiness,
my fear, my sadness, my excitement
I am me and you are with me,
to share all that I am,
to share life, love, and happiness.
The greatest Gift,
in the end
was a family
and a Friend.
An ear to lend
a hand to hold,
my Friend –
your heart of gold.
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It may not be the same,
But some things never change.
I feel it and I trust it,
I still believe in forever
Because that’s what my heart knows.
Memories are the dew drops on our petals
That re-open the buds that have closed.
Flowers wilt as seasons change,
Though they grow a little more with rain.
The sun will shine when in need,
And left behind, a precious seed.
There were promises made in childhood,
In the days of their innocence.
They laughed, they played, they cried.
Throughout high school dramas,
Broken hearts, and adolescence,
Their special friendship thrived.
The little girls grew up and
Became wives and mothers.
It happened in an instant.
They gave bridal and baby showers,
Each advising the other.
Still close across the distance.
One day, the inevitable happened,
An event that changed their lives.
It had the power to destroy.
They were both the betrayed and betrayer.
Can their friendship survive?
Or will they live with the void?
A friend is someone you hold dear:
Someone who is always there, through thick and thin;
Someone who is only a phone call away.
A friend is someone you can always rely on:
Someone who is there to share your thoughts with;
Someone to listen, no matter the subject.
A friend is someone you can feel comfortable with:
Someone you can sit silently beside, without conversation;
Someone you do not need to fill the quiet moments with.
A friend is someone you can trust:
Someone who will guard your deepest secrets;
Someone who will never let you down.
A friend is someone who is not judgmental:
Someone who will gently offer advice and opinions,
Yet, someone who is not overbearing or critical.
A friend is someone who can keep you grounded:
Someone who can help you see through your obstacles;
Someone to shoulder you through life’s trials.
A friend is someone who shares unconditionally:
Someone to laugh and to cry with;
Someone to lean on, through both the good and the bad.
A friend is someone you choose wisely,
For a friend is your own mirrored image:
Someone to compliment your own self;
Someone who indicates who you are as a person.
A friend…. is what you are to me.
A friend is the one who tells you the truth
regardless of the cost,
A friend will help you find the thing’s
you’d given up as lost
A friend will never put you down
or make you feel alone,
He’ll smile and try to comfort you
’cause together you have grown
A friend is the one who picks you up
when you’ve fallen on the ground,
A friend is the one whose voice at night
is a welcome, warming sound
So when you think you’re on your own
and wish you had a helping hand,
Remember, a friend is the one who,
when you cry, will always understand
Because the world is full of people
who will laughingly pretend,
But, when it’s said and done
you’re lucky if you’ve got a friend …
I could write for hours,
Use the finest words in Webster’s,
Fill pages upon pages with verse –
Only two words are needed,
Two words are everything I want to say:
Two words, two syllables
In these words I say so many things –
You are very special,
Holding my hand when the world is too much,
Hugging me when I can not bear life:
I have shown you my heart of hearts,
The person inside I am afraid to reveal.
Your sweet words and sweet face,
Bringing me back from the edge,
All I can do is . . .
A simple smile, a loving word, a joke to brighten up the day,
A phone call when you’re not at your best, a light to lead the way,
An ear to listen a heart to accept, to love and understand,
The simple way you came to me, the gentle touch of your hand.
The way we think a lot alike on fun or serious things,
It seems to be this friendship has taken to it’s wings.
Through days and weeks and even months we have shared a lot “deep” within,
but guaranteed with love and trust, that’s a good way to begin.
For when two people such as us, can meet and almost blend,
I’ve read your heart, I know your mind, and I’m grateful to call you Friend.