may you find friends worthy and true. may they be life and blessing unto you. (damn rhyme!)
a poem i wrote this morning in gratitude.
it is not
that you
love me
i doubt
the earnestness
of your regard
i feel
it is
that you
love me
i doubt
you see
my shortcomings
it is not
that you
love me
i doubt
it is
that you
love me
i believe.
my friends have saved me alive in more ways than the literal. even now they rally to encourage me to keep on in my appointed task. they have, it seems, more faith in me and my abilities than i do. i am grateful beyond words.
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