Thinking of yesterday and all the joy I used to have,
because of my good friend.
Just being herself was enough to keep me entertained
and happy with our friendship.
Deep conversations at times, holding my rapt attention,
offering advice sometimes, but mostly just listening
to her tell me of her difficult and abusive life.
Heart going out to her on a daily basis, loving her
unconditionally and glad to be able to be her friend,
a treasure I held closely in my heart every day.
I'll never forget her insistence of wanting to be in
my life - persisting until it actually happened.

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-of-friendship/