Lifetime Friends

You were childhood friends, you and her. She didn't talk that much, but her shy smile and listening ear made you feel important. She was a friend that any wanted, and you could call her yours. She comforted you as you grew older and trials came your way. She showed you beautiful places that you never knew existed. You got lost inside her imagination as you read her stories. She didn't complain that much about her position, or life in peculiar. She had a few little secrets that she kept even from you. Her worries, dreams and wishes, that she kept as foolish.

Soon you parted ways. You went off to follow your dreams, while she stayed where she was, working hard. She wrote you letters every week, if you replied or not.

Years came and years went and you lost track of her. But don't forget the memories.
Then one day you found her, you entered her little cottage house so bright and happy.
She sat upon a rocking chair, she had a desk in front of her and she had been writing hard.
But at the sound of your entrance she looked up with the shy smile, that you had always loved. Her hair shimmered silver and lines had been carved from her almost constant smile.
You talked to her for hours, recooking the memories, you laughed until tears fell from your eyes.
Glancing at the clock you say you have to leave. She continues to brave a smile and doesn't let you see if she breaks down and cries.

It might be months, days or years before you come again, and you bid adieu .
Whenever you come she always makes you feel at home.

Finally after years of being gone, you come to that little town. You talk about the past and summers that you shared. She smiles weakly. Her hair has turned as white as snow. She says sincerely "Your the friend a friend would want".
You try to hold back the tears and wish for a couple more years, to be the friend she was to you.
She looks up to the sky and finally says goodbye, you see a twinkle in her eye. You brave a smile but tears are in your eyes.
"Its ok to cry", she softly says to you (and tears are in her eyes) "but it won't be long and you will be there too".
She sighs a sigh of contentment.
And you know just exactly where she is, see a smile on her face.

"She always was ready for an adventure" you say trying to smile.
You leave her bedside one last time, but you know your only leaving the bed now.
For all the memories will stay. And her face will always be in your mind, not the face all worn with care, but the face of younger ways.


Letter from the author.
I tried to figure out where to put the commas and periods, the end result made me think I should have just leaved it the way it was. This isn't really a poem or story, so I don't know what to call it. My mom didn't like it because it was sad. But I hope you appreciate it as much as I did writing it.