Although I enjoy poetry I do not have a lot of experience in writing poetry. As the rain was hitting the windows of my house and I was probing my most deepest thoughts, I remembered someone very dear to me who has provided comfort and strength to me in wading through the rocky waters of life. My Best Friend.
This poem originally was published in Friendship Poems
As I look|
Beyond the ripples of my reflections
To examine my inner self;
The ripples begin to fade . . .
As the reflection lays beside me
Grasping my hand,
The inner warmth shields me
And the vision of my reflection appears
I see you. My Friend.
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