Thursday, September 16, 2010

Friendship...

Friendship needs no studied phrases.
Polished face, or winning wiles;
Friendship deals no lavish praises,
Friendship dons no surface smiles.

Friendship follows Nature's diction,
Shuns the blandishments of art.
Boldly severs truth from fiction,
Speaks the language of the heart.

Friendship favors no condition,
Scorns a narrow-minded creed,
Lovingly fulfills its mission,
Be it word or be it deed.

Friendship cheers the faint and weary,
Makes the timid spirit brave,
Warns the erring, lights the dreary,
Smooths the passage to the grave.

Friendship-pure, unselfish friendship,
All through life's allotted span,
Nurtures, strengthens, widens, lengthens,
Man's relationship with man.

7 comments:

Lady Greenleaf said...

This is a hug.

JustinK said...

Aw, why thank you. Enjoy the poem that much eh?

Lady Greenleaf said...

Apparently.

Sarah A. said...

You wrote this? You should write more! It's great and so true. :) Thanks for that!

JustinK said...

Oh sad day, I wish I had written it. Actually, I didn't. I don't know who did, but whoever it was did a fine job. If poetry was my thing I would get into it. But for now it's not on the list.

Thanks for reading, I hope inspired you to friendship!

Rachel Lynn said...

Did you just use friendship as a verb? Because that would be awesome. :)

JustinK said...

Indeed I did Rachel. :-)