Friendship's Growth

Friendship is a beautiful blessing.

 

Butterfly wings outspread,
Sheltering friend bee;
Conversing with flower’s
Blooming little petals -
Thus stood they,
Inhabitants of nature.

Swaying blades demanded,
“Former caterpillar, say,
Why do you
Shelter bee from
The strong gale?

Sun gazed down,
Blazing these words,
“Plump with honey,
Why do you
Always come unfailing
To relieve bloom
From her pollen?

Staring leaves inquired
“Floral stem burdened,
Bearing such weight,
Why do you
Hold these heavy
Insects counted two?”

Answering in simple
Unity - fluttering wings,
Pollinating sting and
Loyal blossom spoke:
“We three being
The closest friends,
Why shouldn’t we
Carry the load
Of another’s need,
That we can
Draw together closely?
Is it not
The essence of
A friendship growing
To give, and
To share and
To love sacrificially?
 

Reviews

[Puella M. W.]

Dear maktub,

A very beautiful poem. Keep up the good work! So many poems I read nowadays are about darkness or death or pain or sorrow - rarely friendship, one of the greatest gifts one can give or recieve. Just as soon as I finish writing this small review I'm heading off to read more of your poems.

- Puella M. W.