I'm working on another short story to post in a couple of days. Its been awhile since I've written one. For now though lets see what kind of poem is in me just now:
The Light of My Friend
I saw a light shine
you wouldn't have known it was there,
inside my friend.
There is so much a person has,
that so many just don't see..
but I try to see it.
And I do see it,
there, in this man I know.
that flame, that spark,
it could light up a whole room
with the infectious laughter,
witty words, and compassion
that could fill the ocean
with its sincerity.
Wise words he sometimes gives me.
A hand outstretched in the air,
even in my darkest moments.
The light flickers every now and then,
when life gets him down,
and he needs shelter from the winds
that would blow out his dreams.
But he never ever lets go,
its very beautiful you know.
There is a wondrous gift,
the gift of his friendship,
the world has no idea that such a man
But he does. He is real. He is my friend.
And I believe he will accomplish so much in this life,
that his light will one day be seen
by the world,
with all the great things he will do.
What a beautiful light that shines in you.