Light bestowed upon gentle man,
Come walk with me, take my hand,
Let me share with you this day,
The many things I have to say.
A friendship nurtured will root and grow
Between two souls, this we know.
But muddled thoughts could cloud the way,
Unless one can stow them deep away.
Yet, open souls give greatest gifts,
So friendships bloom with joy that lifts
The other to heights, before unknown
Sharing thoughts to feel less alone.
Hands outstretch towards friends that teach
Of the happiness that they can reach.
Borrow from their strength and grace
To stand upon an even base.
If you choose to wander with me,
Keep open eyes, see what I see.
The beauty of life two friends can share
With trust and honour to show they care.
~LadyHawke~
{SK}
© April 26, 2004
A wonderful read. Nice flow
A wonderful read. Nice flow and rhyme.
So Nice
Your poetry is very nice, a pleasant read, a rhyme that sings - Lady A