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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...
This poem is very interesting and it has that graceful flow of which i enjoyed so very much.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
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There are spots where the meter seems a smidge askew, but some things are more important than technical perfection. This poem is wonderful for it's heart and it's faith and it's message.