Deb

A short poem for a very special friend.

Deb, please don't feel sad,
even if all seems bad,
like the world has gone mad.

There is still some hope,
and even if our hearts are broke,
we will find ways to cope.

Be brave, be bold,
we will keep warm in the cold,
and as we grow old,
our story will unfold.

Wish I could make it all better, with a word.
Wish we could find a good place, in the world.
Being good is not always doing what we're told.
And our souls shall never be sold.

Don't ever lose your faith,
not everything is about fate,
we shall not be broken by hate,
and it is never way too late.

Author's Note

Thank you for your visit.
Your review will be appreciated, if you leave one.
Take good care.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

we shall not be broken by hate
and it is never far too late

Words of hope are what are offered here. When the chips are down, we all need a special friend who will hold our hand when the going gets tough.

Now that is what friendship is all about. I found that sincerity in your lines.

Chris

[The_Ancient_Rock]

That is so true Chris. Thank you so much for your review and honest words. I appreciate that you took time to read my work, a lot.
Take good care dear friend.
And once again, thank you.