Friends – A Poem by Ms Moem
From the day life starts until it ends
We have the chance to make lots of friends.
They’re dotted all about life’s line
To chatter to, to pass the time
To show support, to be a mate
To make sure that you celebrate
The milestones you have reached and passed
To hold your hand as you breathe your last.
There’s friends who you’d do anything for
Who never ask for anything more
Than companionship and fun and laughter;
No need to wonder what they’re after.
They’re there to listen when you’re in need
They offer advice and you take heed
Because you know their intentions are good
And they’d always help you if they could.
Then there are friends who take, take, take
And though, not bad, they seem to make
A mountain of the smallest matters;
Those friendships seem to end in tatters.
The ones who when your problems mount
Just disappear, and you can’t count
On them at all, not necessarily because they’re mean
But rather because it’s just the way they’ve always been.
Spending time with friends is a great thing to do
You find them near, you find them far
You’re not responsible for how other’s are
But what kind of friend are you?