There (#1282)

I always hate to see a friend in worry or pain,
How I’d like so much to shelter them from the rain,
I can hear the thunder roll in their stormy skies,
From their shadowing darkness, I hear their cries,
I can see the lightning bolts flash and strike,
A friend in turmoil I vehemently dislike,
I really wish there was more I could provide,
But it’s a battle they have to wage inside,
All I can do is offer my shoulder and ear,
And be there for them when they tear,
Watching is the hardest part of being a friend,
There’s nothing I can fix, only be there as they mend,
Be it good, bad, happiness or sorrow it’s what we share,
I hope it helps to know I’ll always be there.

Any Thoughts?

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