True friendship

narrative verse

 

 

True friendship.

 

 

To me white lilies signify.

 Ceremonies when people die.

The sad occasions we attend

 to mourn a relative or friend.

 

When duty calls we must obey.

Although we’d rather stay away

from all the pomp and the pretence

but hesitate to give offence.

 

That all must die we do accept

we go to demonstrate respect

and by attending show support.

 A vain attempt to give comfort

 

to loved ones who are left behind.

The dead are deaf and dumb and blind.

The service ends the mourners leave.

Then they are left alone to grieve

 

 in their own time in their own way.

We know there’s nothing we can say

which will alleviate their distress.

Their sense of loss and hopelessness.

 

To me white lilies signify

ceremonies when people die.

Though later when you need support

 most do not spare a single thought

 

for you except the faithful few

willing to spend time with you.

In the same way they’ve always done.

So that you won’t feel so alone.

 

They say that passing time will heal

 the sore distress which you now feel.

I know too well it isn’t true

That’s why I’m always here for you

 

A friend on whom you can rely

if you need to talk or cry.

I know what you are going through.

Because my friend I’ve been there too.

 

White lilies quickly fade away

Good friends do not they’re here to stay.

You are my friend I care for you

and am prepared to show I do.

 

14-Jul-08

 

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Reviews

[Suelou]

Very beautiful!

[Nancy]

In my 50 years I have lost many loved ones. My parents, my brothers and sister, friends. This is the most beautiful piece of poetry I have ever read. You are definately of a deep charector. Those that know you are exceedingly lucky.

Nancy

[Ray Hamilton]

There is allot of things in this life we have no control over such as death
But we can choose our friends
I have some good ones I am proud to call friend
They are there every time I need a hand
I try to be there when they need me
Good friends are hard to come by, when the chips are down look by your side
There will stand your true friends
I enjoyed this write
Thanks for sharing
Ray

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

This is lovely. My dear friend just lost her grandmother - she was holding her hand when she died. We just attended the graveside service. I will share this poem with her. We are each other's support network and this is a very touching poem with a wonderful lesson for all. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha