A Friend Indeed

Detail of a painting by Heather Heath

A friend in need is a friend indeed

At least that’s what they say,

But a friend to me is like a weed

That blooms most every day

They hang around, they pay me heed,

In what I do or say,

That’s how I like a friend to be

A friend that I let close to me.

I like a friend that will be true

I like a friend who makes me tea

A friend to trust and to pull through,

A friend who listens to my pleas,

And when I’m feeling sad or blue

I like a friend who laughs with me.

That’s how I like a friend to be,

A friend who I let close to me.

True friends know acceptance is the game

Yet they will tell you when you’re wrong

They never will forget your name

And when you sing they sing along

It doesn’t matter if there’s pain

They sing the notes in any song.

That’s how I like a friend to be,

A friend that I let close to me.

But friendship is a street for two,

I’ll not forget this thing,

I will be a good friend too

And we don’t have to sing,

We just have to muddle through,

And let our hearts take wing,

'Cause friendship doesn’t happen every other day

It really is quite precious, that’s all I have to say!

~Kathie Adams Brown (April 8, 2013)

NaPoWriMo2013 Day 8