JUST POETRY XVII

 

POEM 42 FEAR

An almost impossible situation is drawing near

Boiling in my chest is the feeling of fear

My heart is rushing

My face is flushing

I’ve been here before

I know I can handle more

Fear is not something to dread

It can keep us from being dead

POEM 43 FRIEND

A friend accepts you as you are

To not do so would be bizarre

You needn’t agree on everything

Maybe only one important thing

A life without friends would be lonely indeed

To cultivate some, you must plant a seed

To be a true friend, have their back

It often takes two to ward off an attack

To have a good friend can be sublime

To earn it, you must put in the time

 

 

 

 

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