A poem

I wrote this little poem many years ago, and though I'm big on the believe of accepting all others in this world ~ I sometimes struggle w/ accepting myself and in penning this I think perhaps I was trying to get in touch w/ my inner self , though I wasn't saved nor married at the time I think God was speaking to me, even then that He had a plan, but the first step was actually believing in myself . I have over the years changed the title several times, but the concept has been altered. So bear w/ me as I attempt to share ~ for I know there are many out there that can relate- and after all it did come from the heart.

FRIEND

I have a good friend called she

She is the closet friend I've got

She is alot like me, in many ways

& specializes in talk, which some-

times appears to be non stop

She comes from a place called

inner, a destination well known

to all

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She needs a little self confidence

a little style to make her glare

& a more positive attitude to show

that she really does care

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She is a dreamer, a poet too

a good friend to all & that's why

I choose her to be a friend of mine

& we always seem to get along fine

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When we disagree, I feel like I should

cry, b/cause its not good for her nor

me to get into a fight, because pals

are what we are & that's how it will always

be, until the day we part, and that will never

be because she and me are we.

Kim R.