Friends, Non-friends

Friends

Loyal, True

Loving, Comforting, Caring

Laughter, Tears, Happiness, Sorrow

Teasing, Touching, Smiling

Hopeless, Fun

Enemies.

FRENEMY

There was one—

I thought she was my friend.

Second to none.

To unkind report of her,

I would not

One ear lend.

But she lied to me—

My closest, my friend!

And I could not,

Honestly,

Her defend.

My heart of that,

Is never free.

There was one—

I thought she was my foe.

First to shun,

I shut my eyes

My head turned away.

She tried to be

My friend.

I couldn’t know.

Patience was a virtue

I didn’t show.

Yet seeds of kindness

Did she sew

And in my heart

They began to

Grow.

The flower of friendship

Opened,

A friend

Dearer than sister

Have I now.

A past friend is my foe,

Past foe present friend.

Sea Spot

A thought came to me Suddenly—

A friend had asked me,

Perplexed,

Why women loved to hang

Seashells

In bathrooms,

Sculpted soaps on the back

Of the commode.

I had no answer;

I could not tell.

I had never thought that way.

But my mother—

I peered around

At the starfish on the wall,

The blue net hung,

And the gulls fllying

In curtains.

I could almost imagine myself

Underwater.

If only the walls

Had not been

Pink.