Another very early effort. I think at some point everyone has asked this philosophical question, and there are a ba zillion poems of this type. This is just another point of view. As My NC Home it is what it is.
And cheers, hears your heartache and cries with you,
Listens to you complain and tells you what you don't
Want to hear, but need to hear anyway
A friend is a person that no matter what,
We can depend on for an honest answer
A friend is a companion, who shares mutual interests
Laughs with us plays with us and cries with us
A friend can be as close as next door
Or as distant as a person miles away
They can be relatives, neighbors, schoolmates, and spouses
There are no boundaries
True friends are for life, despite squabbles
And disagreements, we manage to survive the
Conflict with our humanity towards each other intact
Sometimes in the most special of occurrences
A friendship becomes more than that
A friend becomes a loved one, the most cherished friend of all
Are you my friend? Only time can tell that
Most of us maintain a very small circle of friends
The point is, is it worth maneuvering through
Distrust native to the human soul to find out?
Being a friend takes time effort and most importantly heart
It takes patience to navigate
The depths of another persons soul, so that
Individual knows you care
The reward is worth the effort
11/01/1995
Poetry by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2013-05-29 at 18:31
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Who Is A Friend?
friend is a person that listens to your victoriesAnd cheers, hears your heartache and cries with you,
Listens to you complain and tells you what you don't
Want to hear, but need to hear anyway
A friend is a person that no matter what,
We can depend on for an honest answer
A friend is a companion, who shares mutual interests
Laughs with us plays with us and cries with us
A friend can be as close as next door
Or as distant as a person miles away
They can be relatives, neighbors, schoolmates, and spouses
There are no boundaries
True friends are for life, despite squabbles
And disagreements, we manage to survive the
Conflict with our humanity towards each other intact
Sometimes in the most special of occurrences
A friendship becomes more than that
A friend becomes a loved one, the most cherished friend of all
Are you my friend? Only time can tell that
Most of us maintain a very small circle of friends
The point is, is it worth maneuvering through
Distrust native to the human soul to find out?
Being a friend takes time effort and most importantly heart
It takes patience to navigate
The depths of another persons soul, so that
Individual knows you care
The reward is worth the effort
11/01/1995
Poetry by Kee Zealy
Read 615 times
Written on 2013-05-29 at 18:31
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