“Friend”-A Pitiful Word

You’ve been there when no one else would bother.  You know me better than any other soul on Earth.

You’ve always supported my decisions and you’ve saved me from myself, just in the nick of time; more than once.   You’ve shared in my triumphs and successes and you’ve grieved with me during my losses.

You’ve encouraged me and have been my biggest cheerleader.  You believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself.  You’ve always given it to me straight, not afraid to tell me the truth.  And you’ve always known when I needed that extra little shove in the right direction.

You’ve been there to console me when tragedy struck or to brighten my day and lift me up during my darkest times.

You’ve been there to help me pick up the pieces when it all went wrong.

Although you had little, if I was in need, you’ve given all you could without reservation.

You’ve never asked me for anything except my friendship.

I’ve watched you suffer through illnesses, poverty, heartache and grief.  Through it all, you have been the most positive influence in my life.  No matter what was happening in your life, if I was in need of help, you never failed to extend your hand.

Any comfort that I’ve been to you along the way has been miserably inadequate compared to the joy that you have added to my life.

I can only imagine the darkness and despair I would have had to endure if it had not have been for your grace and beautiful spirit.  “Friend” seems such a pitiful word to describe what you are to me.  You are so much more.

“When I count my blessings, I count you twice.” –Irish Proverb

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson





About Penny Wilson Writes

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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30 Responses to “Friend”-A Pitiful Word

  1. Akanksha says:

    Even I have very good friends who stand by me in my good and bad times. They understand me very well and even I have written a post for such special friends. Though my context was little different, but I feel like sharing it with you..


  2. Akanksha says:

    Wow… Another one matching my thoughts. Even I have very good friends who stand by me in good and bad times, they understand me and I wrote a post for this too.. Though my context was little different..


  3. Very touching words.


  4. What a friend, what a friendship. I have found that friends hold a depth of understanding, of compassion, of care that blood family does not. I’m not sure why. But for me, my friends have provided incredible support and love. Just like yours.


  5. soiba says:

    Beautiful tribute 🙂


  6. WaltPage says:

    A wonderful thank you to s dear friend 😊💛


  7. You are one of the blessed soul if you have a friend like that.Some people are living angels.


  8. roshanjhegde says:

    From the heart. Very well done.


  9. David Santo says:

    You had me worried w the title! Well done 🙂


  10. The Irish alway sseem to know what to say/sing….


  11. Adnama72.wordpress.com says:

    So Beautiful I got a lump in my throat.


  12. trentpmcd says:

    I hope your friend reads this 🙂


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