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An Ode to Lost Friends
by Lisa Lock
I know a lot of people
A few, I can call friend
After sharing so much of my life
On a journey I thought wouldn’t end
Acquaintances through things I do
Have touched my heart
Then walked straight through
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What happens is we all get hurt
Forgetting what we are about
Caught up in the absurd
To be heard we have to shout
Or…. run away from what goes on
We run from feelings, stuck in mud
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Losing touch with what is real
We run straight into the crud
Now , I have walked the footsteps of a stranger
I’ve found things I never thought I’d ever see
I’ve also met a lot of different people
Not many of them think or feel like me
My friends will come and go
And this will always be
I’ll try to be a friend for them
Whether or not they are that for me
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An example I’ve been given
By the creatures of Gods earth
They do not carry malice
Just a feeling of self-worth
So, If I only give myself
Not wanting others to be kind
I’m sure the hope of Gods reward
Will be my peace of mind
Absolutely lovely. You know I feel exactly the same, doesn’t it cause such emotional hurt, that much so we have to focus on our final reward to stay positive. Well done for writing it in a poem. x
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This is a very heartfelt poem. I have experienced disappointment in my life, thinking people were friends, when they were not really genuine. It is now that I have got older, that my expectations of people are left in the balance. Thank you for sharing your innermost feelings
very nice nad oh so true, I can count the friends I thought would always be there and now are not and it still hurts and I wonder what I have done or whether we both shoulder the blame but it is still tough….