FRIENDS

I thought my poem ideas, had come to an end, Then I thought of a word, that word is friend. Friends should be supportive, loving and kind, Those type of friends, can be hard to find. When you're terminally ill, you just don't know, What friends will stay, and what friends will go! I really should not, have to think that way, I'm feeling very shocked, at who has turned away. I just don't understand, how or why? It really broke my heart. and really made me cry. I'm not talking about new friends, sadly friends of old, I guess I am hard work now, and they don't want to get involved. On the flip side of the coin. I have amazing friends too, Always there for me, despite having things to do. One friend walked for miles, raising funds for MND, Always making me smile, every time she visits me. Another two friends, dealing with their own health fears, Never failed to show up, to wipe away my tears. Taking me out alone, even though its hard for them, Sadly one's an angel now. I hope, I see her again. I'm lucky to have friends, who want to take me out, Theatre and the zoo, it's so good to get about. Some arranging raffles, and baking cakes to sell, Raising my spirits, when I'm terminally unwell. Other friends bring gossip, and I could chat all day, Discussing shows and all sorts, but time always ticks away. Ladies that lunch, will sadly lunch no more, But who needs food, it's the girls that I adore. I've saved the best till last, my lovely husband Steve, My best friend and my soul mate, I'm in awe what he achieves. Keeping me alive, each and every day, I am forever grateful, and love him more than words can say.