My Dearest Friend
Contributed by
Rose
on
Saturday, 21st September 2002 @ 07:46:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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You want to be alone, then so be it!
I’m sorry to be such a bother, a social misfit
I have tried to respect your time with family
Certainly not wanting to interfere, naturally
You accepted my invite for you and your mate
To come to Easter Dinner, oh but such the fate
I started Good Friday to prepare, Sat. night it was ready
All from scratch, I was proud, hadn’t cooked like that,
Since I had been married years before. I was feeling rather heady!
But an email from late Sat. night, stopped me flat
I thought you were my friend and understood a friendly letter,
But I guess you really didn’t want to come,
You wrote me a note you didn’t want the hassle, made me feel numb
The dinner was important to me, but if it makes you feel better
I wasn’t even mad, just more pain I didn’t need
Be alone, it’s what you want, I was just doing my friendly deed
I didn’t ask much, really not much at all
You only needed to be my friend, not a taxi free-for-all
I didn’t see you much anyways, but understood
But did call and chatted whenever we could
I accepted you for the person you are
I listened, cared, shouldered time by far
You wait for your husband, three hours time after work
I certainly had that to give, but you rather visit the sales clerk
I offered an invite to stay with me, to wait
But you didn’t want to, saying you didn’t want to be late
“For what” I asked, for you wanted to shop and be alone
But always you say, you never have anyone to be with,
Well ok, I did offered, so you go ahead, moan and groan
Sorry I offered, and I always do, you have a tiff
A way that is only yours, perhaps a friend I’m not
I respected all your rights, even tread lightly, but I forgot
Your plate is always full, something to do, someone to care for
You know, you’re lucky to have that in your life,
Taken for granted, you complain about it, it hits at my hearts core
I do care; it’s never easy to fit all your life’s events in one day!
Well, that’s ok; my life is too short to let pain be my pay
I realize I understand way too much
I do hope someday your inner pain will heal
You’re my friend still, and pain I hope not to feel
For you, I will ask for God’s will of his Angels touch
Amber R. Yeager –April 6, 2002 (For Dor-Hope you understand)
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Rose
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