Like all of us in the entire universe, we have friends who let us down and friends who lift us up; this poem is dedicated to the latter.

It can be
Sudden
Sometimes
Instant understanding
Tuned to the same delicate wavelength
They speak your difficult language
Effortlessly
They give the gift of conversation
Layered and vast
A trip with humor, insight and sharing
Pick up where you left off
You are heard.

In a poem about others
Let’s talk about me for a second
Exactly!
Self obsessed, self aware to the point of contempt
A flawed difficult pal
And yet
They are there to catch me, every time I stumble
And crash
Implode
Retreating into the candy colored darkness
(This is a thing)
They pull me back into the sunshine.

When I wish to go
Into some delirious audacious adventure
They jump right in
And pack road food too
Always giving always exploring
Always seeming to be there
Just when needed
Not scared of the truth
In the telling or the hearing
I don’t always deserve them
But have them any way
Friends.