Carl’s Poem
I never tell my friends
That I love them for their teaching
Not once have I told them that
I keep that to myself
It’s possibly only time
Sometimes I get so tired
I can only wonder how I got here
I’ll think it didn’t even matter
Then remember the journey
The help my friends just gave to me
With beautiful life lessons
Sometimes its greed or courage; sympathy
Sex or violence; apathy
I don’t even care how they come to me
Learning my lessons is what I need
And I love my friends for their teaching me
But I never tell my friends that
And I appreciate the lessons
I know I am not an easy student
Sometimes my paranoia
Makes it impossible for me
Other times my past demands
A walk down through the weeds
But I’m learning on this journey
Because I know that’s what I need
It happened when I was tired
And wondering how I got here
I knew it didn’t matter
Until remembering my journey
And all the help I have been given
It was always what I needed
My friends must know I love them
They teach me all these lessons
©Michael Warren June 2016
Michael, I really like this. It sneaks up on you a bit, and makes you unwind it. I’m sending another comment via Holly’s email.
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Thanks Ann! Appreciate your thoughtful comments and I am really glad that you like it.
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Thanks, Ann. Your approval means a lot to me.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Jay!
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