MY TRUE BEST FRIEND

My best friend and I
Always seem to fight,
But he’s there when I need him,
He talks to me at night.

He’s the greatest person
Anyone could ever imagine,
He’s kind and funny,
He sends love out like magic.

He always knows
Whenever I’m sad,
Whenever I need to cry
He’s there.

Sometimes he’s been
The only one who understood,
My best friend’s
The only one who would.

Next year he’ll be
So very far away,
But next to me
Is how he’ll always stay.

‘Cause you see that my best friend,
Just happens to be my brother,
And Bubba, no matter what
I’ll always love ya.

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A LETTER TO A FRIEND…

You reign above each one I know with the love I will forever bear
The love of thanks and admiration from the depths of a heart that carries life twelve years too late.

If comfort, strength and inspiration come from heaven, then you ny friend, are an angel

“Friend”, such a word that carries not few enough meanings – these meanings of which in circumstance we can not agree.

“Friend”, I sit and question in the darkness of light . . .the lightness of day . . . but still will see, will hope, will make believe much more than your practical theory – the truth

I understand but cannot accept the locks and bars of professionalism.

I long not for the games, but the closeness of a companionship with the one who understands my dreams, and is a constant reminder of who I want to be.

Friends shake their heads, they say I’ve changed.
I though, am nodding, and I raise my hand to a teacher as a student always should, not stepping out of line, not calling out loud.

From a “friend”

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ALL ROADS LEAD BACK TO YOU…

Cold black stone
Left me standing here all alone
A road I’ve found no end
So many bumps and turns
Still you leave me with another bend

Twisted and curved I follow
Deep within my heart cold and hollow
Winding and turning I continued on
So many roads have come and gone

One day I set out to find the right path
Frustated, sad and confused
Only to find myself feeling its wrath
I moved along,
My Soul, tormented and bruised

Standing at a fork in this God forsaken place
Tired, scared and all alone
Tears of sorrow streaked my face
I fall, hitting hard, the cold black stone

A gentle touch upon my shoulder
Not knowing, not willing to understand
I turned to see you standing there
Outstretched arm with a helping hand………

I thank God for the day you were created
And smile each time you look my way
The road has warmed and all my sorrows were tamed
Within my heart your friendship and love will always remain.

So the next road I travel frightening and new
I will walk without pain or sorrow
Not before, but knowing this now
All my roads will lead back to you

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