THIS LIFE AND FAIR WEATHER FRIENDS

I won’t lie,

Odds of life might make me cry,

Might suppress me hard, but still I’ll try,

So worse a times the soul it fry,

Life,

    Oh! This life,

 

Instead of encouraging they fly,

The knots of friendship they untie,

Not real friends they are so they say bye,

“Why?”

Is a word I will never decry,

Life,

    Oh! This life,

 

You can underestimate this one guy,

I don’t care because on you I have not and will never rely,

For thru my eyes,

I see and believe I can fly,

So high,

Soar thru the sky,

To get me that piece of the pie (of life).

Life,

   Oh! This life.

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

THere are all sorts of friends. Some give us what we need for a little while; others stand beside us for the long haul. You've described this in such a tremendous way.

[An Ordinary Woman]

Yes. I know the type ... have known and try as I might to choose carefully, there they are again. Friends are there regardless, true friends are. Fly-by-night ones, naw, just another acquaintance.

A really good write and thank you for the awesome review. Wow. :+) Nice to meet you and your work.

Tamara xx

[Barbara Walker]

A universal theme that all can identify with. You have your angst over these people who you thought were true friends, but by not believing in you, they show they are not. You show them that you have great confidence(because you can fly) It's great metaphor! Regarding reviewing your poetry, in general, I have a question and a suggestion, but I am going to conduct that through our mail. Thank you for sharing this! Barbara