For You

This last poem is for Vicky. Not only was she born on the same day, month, year and almost same time, she was and still is my best friend. We were always together from age 4 to 7. We used to play all games together and imagine we were long lost sisters. Vicky, this poem is for you, and don’t forget you’re my best friend and that I miss you.

You Were There For Me

Words escape me
at this moment
that seems like the end
yet it is only the beginning
when friendships are close
and dreams are far
you were there for me.
Tears fill me
with memories of both good and bad
some nearly forgetton
yet all dear to the heart
you were there for me.
In times of trouble
and in times of thanks
you stood by my side
and held me up.
Through your ever-patient ears
to your comforting hugs
you were there for me.
From that first day
when I saw you and knew
that you would love me for who I was
you were there for me.
And until the day
when we are old and gray
I will always know that
you are there for me.

Erin Porter

~ by cinnythyme on October 25, 2008.