My Friend

To my friend The one with a big heart The one who gives, never expecting to receive The one who carries pains, wants and desires deep in her heart The one who is always willing to listen, give advice and never judges. The one who sometimes I wish more like her I could be. Strong yet soft Firm but kind Intelligent, yet down to earth Together, yet independent Unshaken, yet moveable One who will give of her heart, mind, soul and body to bring joy, love, peace or enlightenment to another, a lesser to make stronger. She will reach out a hand to a hurting soul, she has seen pain and knows it can be overcome. I am thankful for a friend like her. I have never had such a friend. No one else has ever come close without an ulterior sinister motive. She is someone to laugh with, cry with. A gentle soul to protect and be protected by. Like a sister I never had. Sometimes the pain, behind her eyes when she does not always want to go on. The strength and resolve that follow after the pain. Only those of great courage and deep souls have the light that fills their eyes. A quiet resolve to go on. that indeed I see in her. A fighting spirit, like a horse, though even in pain will carry their rider the distance. Deep in my heart she is, with very other few souls who have touched me so deeply