feeling: Nostalgic

15 July 2009

My buddy


The moon is at it's zenith,

I'm staring into space.

I take a glance at the stars,

There I see his face.


A smile stretched ear to ear,

Lights up my dingy soul.

He dances a jig through my thoughts,

My God! He's on a roll!


His soul is strong and full of will,

I'm so proud of him.

I admire his perseverance,

His laughter's never dim.


I spend a lot of time with him,

Happy it makes me feel.

He's the one in which I confide,

This I know is real.


Our friendship we now have

is something that I'd miss

but maybe once we let go

we will find eternal bliss.


When you think I'm being too tough,

Remember that which does not kill you

Makes you stronger.


When you need a friend to listen,

Remember that I am here for you,

Always.


When you doubt me,

Remember that I once knelt at your feet,

Washing them in service to you.


When you lose faith in yourself,

Remember that I never did,

Nor ever will.

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