To Heinzs
By Cwm
My chair waits, sitting warmly, by the fire, I sat there, thinking I was alone. But then, as the tears flow, I felt a hand, gently grasped my back, I looked, with sweat pourning, around my eyes. He put a chair, next to mine, and said "Your not alone." I looked up and realized, I had a friend, a friend whose always been there. A friend who was there, when everyone counted me out. A poem, was posted, and only one cared, only one took there precious time, to comment on this worth-less work. Your advice, your encouragement, has inspired me. Your poems, of wisdom, creativity, and remarkable truth, rings clear, and it has, touch me from the bottom, of my gaping heart. So, whenever, you sit alone, around that lonely fire place, remember theres a friend. A friend who'll won't leave you, a friend who respects you, a friend, who can say, "You were there for me." Yes, friend, I respect your divine spirit, of kindness, and only hope, for brigther days, for us, for unity, for poetry, for life, and for most importanly, FOR FRIENDSHIP!!!Thanks dear, friend, you've alway been there fo me. Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 09 2002 03:01 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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