The Gift of Friendship

If your bad habit screams, "Me First,"
Break it.
If your spirit cries with thirst,
Slake it.
If for company you yearn
And someone else's trust you earn,
When friendship's offered in return,
Take it!

Just place your hand in his or hers;
Grip it.
If imagined slight occurs,
Skip it.
See what's needed, then give more.
And if a weed springs up, before
It chokes the path to your friend's door,
Snip it!

If gratitude or praise is due,
Heap it.
If a secret's shared with you,
Keep it.
When a seed has taken root,
Beside your friend stand resolute,
And when the full-grown tree bears fruit,

Reap it!

Farewell, My Friend and Confidante

Farewell, my friend and confidante!
As you go, so must I
Return upon the well-worn path
Each soul must travel by.
Wend where you will, my wanderer,
Even as you stay
Long-treasured in my lonely heart,

Loved well, though far away.

I Love You as My Closest, Dearest Friend

I love you as my closest, dearest friend.
Boys and girls can be just closest friends.
There is no passion greater than the one
That touches not the body but the heart.

You mean much more to me than someone who
I date and undate, want and then don't want.
They're the waves, and you are like a shore
Where I can sit and watch them kiss the sand.

I'm sorry I can't be with you today,
When you should rule by virtue of your birth.
Please accept this tribute of mere words,
Poor substitute for all I am and have.

I Love You, but I'm Not in Love with You

I love you, but I'm not in love with you.
I want your friendship minus your desire.
I would not lead you falsely or betray you.
I feel the tenderness, but not the fire.
I have no reason for my lack of yearning,
No explanation for what I don't feel,
No other love to whom I might be turning,
No anguish to suggest this isn't real.
Passion is a horse that knows no master,
And I cannot with fences make it stay.
It must run free towards daylight or disaster,
Awake to glory in no other way.
So I must say what you don't want to hear,

But it's a truth that both of us must bear.

I Used to Doubt You Cared for Me

I used to doubt you cared for me
When love was bright and blue.
We ran like puppies through a field,
But this I never knew.

We both said we were friends for life,
Not knowing what it meant,
Not knowing how to go through hell
And not somehow repent;

Not knowing love was something hard,
Like stone against the wind,
And life itself might be a prize
The heart would leave behind.

But now I know the depth of love,
And it was worth the pain,
Though not for love nor life would I
Go through that hell again!

Soul Sister

I hear your laughter through the air.
It speaks of passion and delight!
Your world is one I love to share.
With you I feel all right!

This special bond I have with you
Seems like since time began.
I feel you're one I always knew.
Let's make a future if we can.

Though the ocean wide keeps us apart
And you're not always on my mind,
There is forever within my heart
A special place you can find.

KT

My Special Sister

I served the cake, you poured the tea,
we built a house under the tree.
In grown up clothes we played all parts,
secrets told, we crossed our hearts.

Through all the years, the smiles and tears,
first true loves and football cheers.
I've never found a friend so true,
I'll love you Sis my whole life through.

kt

It's Been So Good to Have You as a Friend

It's been so good to have you as a friend:
As sweet and rich as honey-colored sun
Slanting steep across a summer lawn,
Gilding life with all that love can lend.
And now that you yourself have griefs to tend,
I want to be the strong and caring one
To count to you the lovely things you've done
Until these troubles pass and sorrows end.
You are so beautiful in form and soul
That you bring happiness to all you're near:
Just as a sea rose, flowering in mist,
Makes a paradise of some bleak shoal,
Turning truth to something far more clear,
No pain unsoothed or rain-swept cheek unkissed.

My Tears Are Not of Loss

My tears are not of loss
But of time too quickly gone.
I miss our days together
Even while they're going on.

I savor odd, sweet moments
When you laugh or when you smile,
Nostalgic for your presence
Though you're with me all the while.

Strange how fantasy
Can wander in and out at will,
Looking back from somewhere
That is just beyond a hill.

And so when once you leave
You will not leave me alone,
For I will have you with me

Long,long after you are home.