Friends In My Life

I thought a bit about the friends I’ve had
since childhood and through school days, then till now.
Some friendships have been bliss; a few turned bad,
yet even then, I’ve gleaned some good somehow.

The friendships in my youth, like blooms of spring,
made life so sweet, but flowers wilt and fade.
New seasons came – new friendships blossoming,
but I do not forget strong bonds I made.

I’d move away; some moved away from me -
our lives becoming different, and so
each one who vanished is a memory
I’ve cherished - though some cruelly let me go.

This much I’ve learned: Fair weather friends abound,
but through the storms, my true friends stick around.


May 3, 2018 For Emile Pinet's 'NEW POEMS ONLY - 2' Poetry Contest
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Gauthier Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 6:21 AM
Love it. Well penned, Andrea.
Kapoor Avatar
May 9, 2018 at 11:37 PM
How beautifully you have penned Andrea-"This much I’ve learned: Fair weather friends abound, but through the storms, my true friends stick around" It is always a joy dear friend to go through your wonderful poems. Love this honest poem. Love and best wishes always....Ravindra
Duet Avatar
May 4, 2018 at 9:01 PM
I love this honest and sweet poem, Andrea. It is so true: "true friends stick around" through thick and thin. I wrote one called "Old Friends" and would have entered it but it's not new.
Babcock Avatar
May 4, 2018 at 12:09 PM
So true some come and go and some stay a lifetime. The ones meant to stay will stay a lifetime. love phyl
Haight Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 1:45 PM
Such a wonderfully written Sonnet about friendship, Andrea. You have really summed up the value of friendships through the many phases of life so well. Congratulations on your fine placement! Hugs, Sandra
Donnelly Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 8:37 AM
Your last 2 lines sums your nicely written poem up very well, Andrea. Fair weather friends shine when there is sun; Our truest friends shine when there is none. Congrats! All the best to you. :) ~ Artsie
Horsman Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 5:02 AM
I'd like to be your friend Andrea, although some folk think i'm distant....another awesome poem from you.
Gentry Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 1:35 AM
Congratulations on your 4th place win. There is so much truth here. :)
Canerdy Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 10:12 PM
I REALLY like this, Andrea. EXCELLENT-- CONGRATS! Janice
Gauthier Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 9:36 PM
That is lovely, Andrea. Most deserving win. Bravo.
Pinet Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 9:06 PM
Congratulations Andrea! Your amazing poem has placed in my contest. Very well done my friend, Emile.
Wigley Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 8:48 PM
Excellent Sonnet, Andrea, and so true. All this social media nonsense, a few true friends are all one needs. Good luck in the contest. Viv x
Pandit Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 3:08 PM
Enjoyed reading this poem on friends..the last two lines are especially potent. Best for a win, Andrea.
Gondolf Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 1:00 PM
Nicely written, Andrea, the final couplet sums it up well. I sometimes questions whether "fair weather friends" are friends at all. John
Rodrigues Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:52 PM
Great! We learn much through friends and friendship!
Allison Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 12:50 PM
A poem we can all relate to Andrea, especially that final couplet:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx
Cunningham Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 10:51 AM
Lovely verse Andrea, love that last stanza, re the fair weather friends. Tom
Anish Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 9:45 AM
"The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship". William Blake. Good job, Andrea. Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Michael Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 8:48 AM
True to the end...Lovely poem...good vibes...Nice day to you Andrea...
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