Sunday, September 21, 2008

A FRIEND

A call in the middle of the night
A catcher of a falling knight
Someone who'd hold their own
But still always be there on the phone

Caring as they'd only know
Lucid in every single throw
Same on this front and that
Never stabbing you in the back

Explains life when depressed
Says the truth when needed
Who'd call you for help, if breathing
The one who understands teh sudden fits of laughter
And is always up for all the dozes of chatter

Standing aside if thats what is needed
Saying not a single word if so heeded

A trust so connected
It would never go undetected
A smile so stunning
That it would keep you grinning

In all the sadness and all the fun
Under that red shining sun
Where the sky touches the horizon
A human of such warranted depth is the wanted one!

1 comment:

moby said...

A human of such warranted depth is the wanted one!

What an irony...when blessing comes in disguise people tend to turn their back on it...;-)