A friend can feel your tears
From many miles away
As if a coldness crossed their heart
Stealing a momentary breath
A friend can close their eyes
And focus on your pain
Praying to take some in
To help you make it through
A friend can use the stars
To send you strength and love
An energy of thinnest trace
Holding you from afar
Dedicated to all my friends who are going through rough times. Thinking of everyone.
Legends of Windemere 
So true. Can also let a squirrel loose in the house.
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That’s what a true friend would do.
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Beautiful sentiments.
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Thanks. Felt that this was necessary after reading a few posts.
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I’ve only read of Patty’s loss but hope that all blogger friends of yours read your poem and feel the warmth and emotion in your words.
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Me too. I’m sure there are a lot of people out there that need the positive thoughts of a friend.
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That is just precious Charles. I am reading your book with all of the rough stuff and then I see this so sweet. You are a charmer.
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Thanks. Not sure what the rough stuff of the first book was. The second book is a rough trip.
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It is a fantasy with some brutal stuff in the prologue that was absolutely necessary for the story…you just come across a such a nice guy, I couldn’t imagine you having any meanness/rough stuff in your head/imagination. It was surprising. I am embarrassed to say that I was expecting Hobbits, not zombies, but I am NOT At ALL disappointed.
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I have to use some brutality for my villains. In the most recent book, I had to write out a really nasty torture scene. Drove home the fact that a new villain is meaner, crueler, and nastier than the others. I think I did a ‘good’ job because I really want to kill this villain off. Twice if I can figure out a way to do it.
I never realized zombies were so rare in fantasy. I think they make great fodder monsters since villains can make so many variations. I have a zombie type monster in every book so far.
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That’s really cool. I am excited by the read. It is quite colorful and imaginative.
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And the second one is better. They get to travel.
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So lovely, Charles. And so needed.
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I got that feeling such a poem was needed. Been a hard week for a lot of people.
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Timely, for my bestest childhood friend who suffers now with stage four cancer and another friend who recenlty lost her son, George, who is another childhood friend of mine. Their suffering makes me feel helpless. Your poem shows the part we can all play in their lives and deaths.
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Been in that state a lot, especially with so many blogging friends that are spread across the globe. I still feel partially helpless, but I hope the positive thoughts and energy do something.
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I like to think they do too. I shared your post on FaceBook using the share button, I hope that you don’t mind.
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I’m always happy to have my stuff reblogged and shared. I like for my inspirational and heart-warming stuff to spread across the internet.
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It’s beautiful Charles. I always like your poems, you know that, but this is my favorite now.
Thank you for your positive thoughts.
Lots of love to you.
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You’re welcome. I hope it helps.
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Woke up with the blues this morning, didnt know why…thanks so much for this touching poem…(with a smile as I write these words)
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You’re welcome. Hope your blues fade away before you know it.
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That’s what real friends are for! your so right! Love this Charles, made me think of my own past with friends! Thankyou
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Thanks. I’ve been dwelling on that today too.
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You are the most thoughtful man in the whole world, I believe.
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I try. 🙂
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You succeed.
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