Friends

Friends

A Poem by Mariana Silva
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Four people meet....

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Be honest, admit to what you deny

Accept that which you would never acknowledge,

And finish what you started.

 

He was a child without mother,

Without the love of his creator.

He searched out a replacement,

Someone to fill the void of non-existence.

There was never a warm embrace

Much less a reassuring voice

To scare away the nightmares.

 

There was another who was abandoned.

A mother left him with a father

Whose intentions were thwarted

By his desire for the love of another.

HIs mind damaged by grief,

And his heart frozen to his own mind.

He was left to lead himself.

 

The third child suffered though much,

Yet was never to lose his faith.

Held firm to his love of God.

The tragedy he faced

Filled him with questions and doubts.

Even kindness gave him pause,

Thinking it only time before there was pain.

 

Be honest, admit to what you deny

Accept that which you would never acknowledge,

And finish what you started.

 

Soon, they received a girl.

To each, she meant somthign different

Yet to each, she tried to support.

Se was no better than any of them,

But she was no worse.

She had her own battles to endure

But she trued to not let it show.

 

Each was dealt a harsh fate

That was uniquely the same to each.

Companionship led them to admiration.

Each discovered what they liked about

The other. Simply-said, they made a family.

Through bad days and good,

They still had each other as hope.

 

One child found love,

Another discovered new guides

The third found positivity

The last found happiness.

Together they found each other

Not their problems

Because they got a new start.

 

Be honest, admit to what you deny

Accept that which you would never acknowledge,

And finish what you started.

© 2008 Mariana Silva


Author's Note

Mariana Silva
Written a while back, thought I'd post and see how it compares to something liek Break Up which was far more recent.

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Love to read and write, so much in fact, there isn't a place where my journal and pen have not followed me because you never know when something will spring forth to be written. Not a prodigy but some.. more..

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A Poem by Mariana Silva