My Dearest Friend

My Dearest Friend

A Poem by Jessie
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relationship, Love

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My Dearest Friend
 
 
Down by the pond use to be
my favorite walk.
It was where me and the Lord
would always have our talk.                          
 
On day's where I thought
the day would never end, 
I would go for a walk
with my dearest friend  
               
Alway's a comfort my
troubles would fade away
He would turn my darkest
into the brightest day.
But then somehow
those days came
to a sudden end and
it feels like Iv'e lost
my best friend.
 
I know he's still waiting
on my return and if I know him,
his arms are open with concern.
I don't know how I let myself
drift astray, away from
my dearest friend who has
been there every day
.
I feel so low for
putting him aside 
when his life he gave for me,
Yes, the day he died.
I know he forgives me because
He loves me so much
and with that in mind
I'm getting back in touch.
 
In touch with my friend
who with him there is no end.
An everlasting love is He
and so much more.
He's the one true friend
who's too precious to ignore...

 

                       

 

© 2009 Jessie


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What an adorable little review or statement can't describe it as a poem as it wouldn't really do it justice, an overflowing emotional outpouring of human love and devotion to god perhaps might be more apt.
Thanks for sharing with me and the other members on this site i think this is wonderful and i for my part am in the same boat i have strayed from the flock and now i find myself in the dark zone of terror.

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A wonderful prayer but really not my favorite kind of poetry. However, please do not let that discourage you from posting here, that is just my opinion and you know what is said about opinions---

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Written like a prayer, and a gentle reminder that HE never ever goes away, even when we do........

I'm getting back in touch.

I like the way you bring that message across, getting back in touch after being caught up in life.


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