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Umbrella In the Rain

When I was young friend I met you at school, And found your company cool, Ignored differences and stayed a fool, Having a friend was a rule. In my adolescent years friend I could only see you, My deepest fear being what I'd do without you, A day didn't pass without talking to you, My past, present and future were you. In my college years friend I saw in you my savior, I saw in you a survivor, But you my friend said goodbye like a lover. Years later friend I met you again and wondered if I could call you one, Perhaps I had picked up the wrong one, Perhaps my innocence had failed and you had won, Never imagined your friendship had intended a pun. Down life's road friend I met you again, You looked at me like I cause you pain, Where is the umbrella we shared in the rain? Not a friend but a stranger you would remain, While you enter and exit along life's lane.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/14/2011 8:15:00 PM
Very emotional and sentimental write, rinky
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Date: 5/14/2011 2:34:00 PM
This person really hurt your heart...I too have had people in my life like this one here in your poem...true friendship lasts.... Thanks for the emotional write..look forward to reading more of your work. ps...this could be a rap song, ya know? :) Gwendolen
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Date: 5/14/2011 7:25:00 AM
Another great write full of emotion.Thanks for your inspiring words at my page...
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Date: 5/14/2011 6:18:00 AM
Vivid memories of friendship .. it seems to last for a time ..like everything in life.. after that time passes all is so different... nicely penned rinki.. have a great and happy weekend luv..
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Date: 5/14/2011 2:00:00 AM
A sad and thoughtful write. Life can be like that sometimes. Some friendships go by the wayside as we move down the road of life. Sad, but true. A very poetic piece. Regards, Robert.
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