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The Love of a Friend- To Guru Jad
Sitting here in my office
Sobbing the day away
Almost unable to breathe
And too weak to even pray
Paperwork before me
My thoughts losing the way
Not knowing if I'll make it
To the end of this day
My eyes are tired and swollen
My lips are cracked and dry
And yet the tears just flow
From the fountain of each eye
I reach out to a friend
Typing “Talk to me a while….”
Though I was incoherent
He tried to make me smile
And then my phone just rang
He was on the other end
“Hey, please just hang in there
And some pics to you I’ll send.”
He sent pictures of his home
And the beauty of the place
Gardenias and palm trees
Brought a smile to my face
He said he wanted to see me
But things were not so stable
In the South there was bombing
To risk it, he was not able
His voice was reassuring
Coaxing me to survive
Maybe I’ll get through this day
Perhaps tomorrow I’ll be alive
The love of a true friend
Who can try to measure?
It is surely more precious
Than the biggest earthly treasure.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
PS It's been a very bad weekend for me. Yesterday thoughts of my Mother brought a flood of tears, and today the constant loneliness made me close to lose my battle with depression. My eyes are swollen...my heart is heavy...I'm really down, but thanks to Guru Jad...who talked me through it, I'm still around. Thank God for true friends.
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Eileen Manassian
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