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At the Door of a Friend


With footfalls heavy to this door 
Where I would see my friend no more
What comfort could I hope for me 
Now you’re gone to destiny

No more welcome of the hand 
Just empty space, a rift in sand
And no more face with smile of glee 
That heralds informality

Where will I go to search my soul 
Who will help me reach my goal
Who will stab my selfishness 
Put my mind at ease, at rest

Call me up with sports results 
Suffer my insane insults 
Mark me as a friend indeed 
Be there, in my time of need

Your light was always on for me 
The truth I now stand here and see
Those times of sheer belligerence 
Those wasted hours in ignorance

The fallouts that we often had 
Those times that always felt so bad
Were only testing of our strength 
To know what friendship really meant

Opens the door, she passes note 
I read the words therein you wrote
That scribble, that once so annoyed 
Is more welcome and enjoyed

I smile and read how this is neat 
As all my words above repeat
And more to know when I am gone 
To look and find, that light still on 



Written  24 April 2013
For Becca Lucas Contest; 
What a Friend Really Is.

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