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Friendly Inspiration

Words of a friend greet me this morning As a smile returns to a once barren face They enliven my spirits, exciting me deep What once was despair, my friend has erased Alive in a feeling, where thoughts now permit Come words through a voice, that echo within I’ll write them all down, allowing my thoughts To form into poems for you then again

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Brian Strand

Date: 10/14/2008 11:57:00 PM

Well said Michael.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Deneen White

Date: 10/14/2008 4:54:00 PM

it is nice when there is a true friend that gives one such inspiration to pen your thoughts, great ribute to your friend, thanks for your comments, take care D-nyce

Sharon Winter

Date: 10/14/2008 3:34:00 PM

It takes so little to lighten up someone's whole day. So beautifully expressed. Glad you found joy within the words of a friend. Love, Shar

Chitra Lakhera

Date: 10/13/2008 7:16:00 PM

Its so sweet. Friends mean a lot and at times they create miracles in our lives. They erase despair. It felt wonderful to me. Love, Chitra

Christopher Higgins

Date: 10/13/2008 10:10:00 AM

I love the first line. It shows how wonderful a friend can be at times. I love this work because you captured the bond that one can have with a friend and how it can produce wonderful results. Great write.

Carrie Richards

Date: 10/13/2008 8:17:00 AM

Isn't it amazing what friendship can do? Lifting our spirits with a few words of encouragement. It can mean the world to someone in despair. Your poem is a wonderful reminder to all of us, that we can always be a friend to someone else who needs support. Thank you for the reminder, Michael! ~ Carrie

Bianca Reyes

Date: 10/13/2008 7:54:00 AM

Thank you Michael for commenting on my poem. I enjoyed reading this one. I could relate to what it says, sometimes we form poetry because of the sheer thought of that special someone. This one was sweetly said. Love, B.