The Shirt

Scout and I 

I wish to find in my own heart

on each cold and blustery day

Selfless meanderings of love

for those who helped me on my way

 

They walked with me most of my life

watered my soul to grow loves seed

Bore my pains within their own breasts

through the times of my deepest need

 

Count yourself a fortunate prince

to be able to name just one

For whom your welfare is indeed

a concern that is never done

They are to me like my old shirt

that I wear with great dignity

reminding me of my own worth

and hope for all humanity

 

Author's Note

I consider myself fortunate to have had a few good friends. I can count on one hand their number. This poem is meant for one in particular. Without whom I would not have made it to write this. Thank you Robyn! She gave me a certain Banana Republic shirt that I treasure. So count yourself a fortunate princess Robyn. Be assured I am one for whom your welfare will never be done. Being so scarce great friends are considered precious. The miracle many wish for is not in a life we missed. It lies within the life we have. And so friends give us the feeling that we are loved as much or more than we love others. Those few memories unlike most are the only ones we recall in color not black and white. This because they are associated with the colorful shirt that painted the brush strokes of our lives together and times apart.

Reviews

[Deviant Works]

Oh, I love this. I am also someone who cherishes my friends. Grateful in so many ways, knowing how special and rare they really are. Every time that they are there for me and I for them, every time we laugh or cry and talk for hours. Friends are priceless treasures. Wonderfully written poem, Tate. And I love the title. It suits this piece incredibly well.

[EMW]

This was really great. I love how you always have a picture and music.

[Periac]

They walked with me most of my life
watered my soul to grow loves seed
Bore my pains within their own breasts
through the times of my deepest need

brilliant indeed

[Katannaism]

This is a really good piece-Wonderful description and metaphors. Love it.

[Emunah June.]

Whether people want to admit it or not, people are just as important as our own genetic makeup. When we get old and move into the world by ourselves, we'll have very little. Friends will be what we gain back after we lose it all, and you've proven it here with your great work.

[Jaeda]

You've recognized how precious your friends truly are, like an old prized possession, and wrote about them well. I hope we all never forget who our true friends are.

[LA Lorena]

friends are in short commodity and are well worth their weight in gold. I enjoyed this tribute to friendship Tate,it is well written and simplistic, and honest. May you always hold those values dear to you.

[Quinn Blackburn]

Interesting comparison, but apt! Warm, comforting, familiar, and often woven with memories of days gone by. Excellent!

[Loner]

Another master piece u have created , yes ! true friends do need to be cherished and treasured
as no one is sincere now a days ....... friendship is treated as a joke now .

[littlelilypurplebride]

Yes new and old friends for life that don't run when you don't have money and are always there in the good and bad times they can be like steping stones in life and many can be like family when you, need a prayer a hug or a kind gentle thought or a friend saying something to cheer you up God gives us friends they are angels to me sometimes they stay or have to move away but we never lose contacted the friends that really care and are conserned are far and rare to find like a needle in hay stack. God will put that special friend on our path to reach out to us if we are lost for them both to help eachother that happened to me and she is a blessing like having a little sister never knew what that was like cause i am the baby sister in my family. well this was very hearfelt i loved this friends are rare. shalom lily

[sharonlee]

This is an excellent tribute to lasting friendship.... and I've actually had that song on my mind lately....