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.

[Tony]

Old friends remind us that we are a good friend and that goodness brings "hope for all humanity". Well, just my little interpretation-- fantastic poem anyway you read it.

[msharma]

It reminds me of the saying" Friend in need is a friend indeed." Beautifully woven thoughts.

[Valentine]

How true,,,and the older one gets the more they appreciate those old trieda nd true friends..funny how the others just drop away when a rough time comes and one realy needs them..Just get very ill and see how many stick until the end of that illness..lol and God bless.Kathie

[Treble]

This is a very nice poem. Well done. I love the analogy between the shirt and friends. Friendships are really portrayed well. Beautiful piece of work.

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

True..One is lucky and fortunate to have good friends.!!

MAY GOD BLESS...!!!

Lovely Job..!!!

[KatiePie]

This really makes me cherish the people that I have in my life.
-Cathrine

[FireWoman]

Tate, your friends are just as lucky as you are. A man that is able to voice his emotion with true emotion is a rarity.

[Frantzuu]

This is another great poem, I like the things you write about. Good people are rare now days in this world we live in but when you do find some good friends, you hold on to them. Great poem as always. :D

[Aimee Mahathy]

Aww, this is very true! You are lucky to have friends like that~ Mine have always left. XD But whatever, I keep going and trying to find one of those true gems of friendship. :3

[Paul Okeke]

This is lovely..with no doubt