Friend. Poems - Poems about Friend.

Experience has shown that to be a jerk It actually requires very little work So what does it take to be a true friend Be part of their life unconditionally to the end A friend will listen and never judge A friend will stand by you and not hold a grudge A friend will be will with you when you...

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Summer and a dog Pure sunlight on a forever blue sky beaches full of laughing people and Happy Holiday, by Cliff Richard Out of the sun glare came a cur an emaciated dog that had walked and walked for many miles to reach a goal, finding the way home Under a bush, it collapsed, and I gave her water, found food for her, yes,...

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"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet The day came in with a great start but is going out with a broken part. With a child's loving and young heart, it must take a very painful dart. today I lost my furry best friend, in life guess some things have...

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A quiet handshake— now just dust on the breeze falls, names fade with the dusk....

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I wasn’t searching for magic— but then you smiled, and the world quietly forgot how to turn without pausing to admire you. You walked in like a poem the sky had kept hidden, and suddenly, my silence learned to speak in verses shaped by the way you exist. You are not just beautiful— you are the reason the word beautiful was ever spoken aloud. As if the universe grew...

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I did not come to win the world— I came to feel it bleed. To taste the silence in the hungry mouth, To weep where no one dared to read. To my family— You held my name like worn cloth, never quite knowing what I was stitched to become. But I loved you more than I could say. I only wanted to bring...

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She loves to twirl and jump expressing without a care This is a girl that has big curly hair her eyes filled with life, makes me want to hug her with all my might. She can’t sit still, always has something to do Using her imagination, how I wish I could look inside too. She’s grown...

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the dog brings his leash it’s time for our daily walk I smile, his tail wags ...

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so, i was checking with one of those A-I music making sites to see if they could give me some music notes to replace so many discords in my attempt to make music in your life. i realize some of my opinions have nothing to do with making music and not forgetting that women are very...

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ALL of God's children need friends FOREVER in our hearts READY when you are I have been blessed with friends ENDURES till the end NEVER gives up on you DIVINELY provided by God ...

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For three hours, I wait. Is patient the word? A friendly face, too soon? Still, when your old you have no time for particulars, need to tell your story to who will listen; and walk miles and miles of aisles in the dollar store where your friend never goes; and you tell her about the rose; and eventually Mary and Martha meet, having never crossed paths before, and probably nevermore this...

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In gardens where the wild winds roam,? Marlaina walks, and love comes home.? Each step she takes, the blossoms rise—? Their colours borrowed from her eyes. She lingers where Gerber Daisies grow,? With petals soft as evening’s glow.? They blush in pinks and fiery gold,? As if they know the hands that hold? Their fragile stems are warm with fire—? A gardener, yes—but so...

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The table’s set, the cards are stacked,? Coffee is ready, out come the snacks.? Allana grins, that knowing look—? She’s got Phase 1 like it’s a book. We start out slow, just laying sets,? But soon the room is full of bets: ?“Will she skip me?” “Who's on Phase 3?”? The drama builds deliciously. A run of four, a colour sweep,? Wild cards hoarded,...

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You were my first and truest guide,? With open arms and heart so wide.? A listening ear through sleepless nights,? A steady hand in all my fights. You taught me love, you taught me grace,? You held me in your warm embrace.? But I, your son, was not always kind— ?I lost my way, left truth behind. I broke your heart with foolish...

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Digestion liquesces peppermint. I chew the leaves for both of us, an aftertaste when stillness is an afterthought. Dust gleams like the raised plastic on a debit card. Winds seem to bank and then burst through a window in a venetian blind-slatted sunshine; bars slit across you on the floor. Strangers make front entrances where shoes scuff the rug. The briefest, jagged arcs...

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