Friends

Friends Large
It seems in looking back I may have seen you there even as a child,
Somehow knowing the need, like the road, would be long and bumpy..
I’ll bet that was you hiding in the rose bud embroidered on my pinafore…
the one that always seemed to bloom alive to dance and sing just for me.
And I’ll bet you were the one sitting right there on my shoulder disguised
in the souls of our likeness…and I just know that imaginary friend I used
to tell my secrets to in the attic was really you…
Had I turned my hand, I probably could have seen you there
in my own palm.
~
But it was many years and tears before we stood face to face looking
at ourselves as though the house of mirrors had produced us both on the spot.
And in one big puff of magic we suddenly had shot out of a time capsule,
seemingly knowing we had been together all the while.
~
We’ve dined on each other’s laughter
, swallowed each others pain, given
each other laughter, given each other pain….Clouds called life try to
rain demons under the doors of our hearts…the demons sometimes trying
oh so very hard to occupy the space in the room of our friendship.
~
But love demands recognition…she appears in every mirror of your mind…
peaks around every corner…bumps into you at every doorway,
exorcises the demons.
~
And so we remain…and even though the miles may separate us on the
roads we’ve yet to travel, we’ll still be riding piggy-back on each other’s
hearts…just as it was, even as a child…
~

(An older poem but one very special to me for a very special friend.)

©  dianne ebejer

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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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15 Responses to Friends

  1. Juliette says:

    Beautiful DiAnne. A friend who knows your heart and soul is a special thing indeed.

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  3. I really love this DiAnne, and I will reblog it later today! It really touched me.

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  4. Reblogged this on On The Plum Tree and commented:
    My friend, DiAnne Ebejer posted this wonderful blog about friends. I love the innocence, brilliance and simplicity of these gentle words.

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  5. Amy Barry says:

    Love this very much, such beautiful lines throughout the write, well done!

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  6. This is absolutely divine. So lovely. you capture the essence of friendship in each line. Bravo!!!!

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  7. Perfect! I know who to send it to.

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  8. Beautiful and moving, DiAnne!

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