A Friend

I’ve always wanted a friend,

Someone I could talk to,

In times of sorrow and joy,

A listener to my problems,

And the way I feel.

And there you were,

Ready to hear me,

When I cry and when I laugh,

Always there to give me,

A shoulder to lean on,

Always there for me to count on,

You may not know it,

That when I see you,

A smile conquers my face,

Because you are closer,

Closer than a sister,

And a true art of a best friend,

That seems to understand me,

Beyond motherly nature,

You, I will always cherish,

As a treasure, held so dear to my heart.     

© Copy right 2008: Ochoo Ronald Ross