You Are All My Friends

Why are people so mean?

It makes you feel like a tiny bean.

When they make fun of you,

And then you become blue.



If some people know how much it hurts when they make fun of you,

Then they might start becoming blue,

And then they would understand what you are going through.



What kind of friend is mean to another?

And why can't you become a sister you a brother.

Because they will always need a open hand,

And a hand that will stand.



God always tries to do right,

And why don't we repay him by being a light.

To share the gospel,

And don't be hostile.



Be a friend,

And you will have other people that will be a helping hand.

I love you, all.

If you ever need to fall,

I will be there for you to bawl.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is dedicated to everyone in the world.  To tell you how much God loves you and how much you mean to me.  I don't care who you are, you are special to me.  Thanks for taking the time to read.  By the way will you critique them, thanks, Sammy.  God bless you all!

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Ann-Marie Williamson's picture

WELL DONE. no more needs be said on such a well written, well thought out poem.

Evan Wood's picture

Will you be my friend..?

hawksquaw99's picture

this was a wonderful poem.. filled with emotion and feeling..... feelings that all of us have..... such true words..... Renee'