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THE MEANING OF FRIENDSHIP

Friends are those who care enough to look behind the smile

And understand the fear that lies within

To know your every weakness

But talk about your strength

To guide you without pushing

Till your confident again

Friends are those who take the time

To read within the lines

And know the clown would like a change of part

To go on stage without the paint

To cry instead of laugh

Forget the script and play it from the heart

Friends are rare, but rarer still

Are people just like you Who have my pledge of lifelong loyalty

And should I spend my life in role

The painted, laughing clown

I'll know you know the other side of me



MY BEST FRIEND

You give me strength to carry on when I find I'm losing hope

Through the whirlpools of the changing tides

You are my safety rope

You show me that there is a way

To keep myself afloat

Though I'm weighted down with doubts and fears

And await a rescue boat

Each time a wave sweeps over me

And I fear that I may drown

I hear you whisper in my ear

you won't let us down

If we can beat the devil kid

We know that you can too

So I raise my head and take a breath

Just like you taught me to

I know I'll make it to the shore

And walk on solid ground

I know not where that shore may be

But I'll be safe and sound

For you have taught me well my friends

And I have naught to fear

I have my health, I have my faith

And I have you sisters dear


THANK YOU (Dedicated to my friend M J Jones)

How can I repay you

For the love you've given me

Through years of tears and laughter

You've been my sanctuary

You know my each and every fault

But willingly forgive

You offer me direction when I choose a troubled path

If I were from your body

I could not love you more

I bless the circumstances

That led me to your door

I hope I can repay you

Return in some small way

The treasures you've bestowed on me

With the help of God I may


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Help me

Won't someone help me get rid of the Demons

Eating away at my soul day by day

I'm weak and permissive, I want to be strong

I'd like to be happy but don't know the way

I want to love someone and have him love me

But afraid I'll be hurt in the end

I'm so superficial, no depth to my feelings

I don't even know how to be a good friend

Yet people surround me

Believe in my strength

They don't want to listen when I say I'm a fraud

My life is a shambles, empty and lonely

I don't want to look down the pathway I've trod

There's someone inside me who tries to escape

But I'm in control so I hide her away

I pray she keeps fighting

Emerging the victor

Then maybe I'll find some contentment some say


THE PIPER

The silence sounds like thunder pounding in my ears

The loneliness in closing in and I have to fight my fears

When I think of how it could have been I can't control my tears

And I realize the piper must be paid

I played a game , the stakes were high

There's no one I can blame

If I knew then what I know now would the outcome be the same?

I thought I's find contentment but contentment never came

And now the piper must be paid

I hurt the ones I loved the most because I thought I knew

What was best for all concerned,

and now the payment's due

I'll pay with tears and loneliness, regret and heartache too

But at least the piper will be paid

Someday when all the guilt is gone and the past is laid to rest

I'll be free to love again and I vow I'll do my best

To give instead of taking and consider myself blessed

When at last the piper has been paid


FIRST IMPRESSIONS

First impressions are the truth!

My mother used to say

I never doubted mother's words

That's the Scottish way

How many friends I wonder

Have I lost along the way?

Who in my blinkered judgment

Blew it! right away

I hope you have forgiven me

My narrow minded view

I'm learning some humility

Admittedly past due

Since stepping off my pedestal

It seems I've blown a few

I hope my jury's fairer

Than I was to you


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