Friendship

What is friendship?

Something confusing,

complicated 

at first sight,

but upon

further inspection

you find

Friendship is simple, yet much more.

What is friendship?

Playing together,

crying 

over bruises together,

But as you grow older

it becomes

more than that,

sweet, kind, 

loving,

Cherishing the other.

What is friendship?

That lovely thing that enables two,

Two to be

in harmony

like siblings knowing

 the other

Helping herself 

to the other's

snacks,

possessions, rooms,

things, accomplishments,

as if it were hers

What is friendship?

That thing when two
will laugh

and chat
for hours

about nothing

never caring,

For they are friends.

What is friendship?

It is love.

-Perfect example of what I said the other day about all my poems being different.

My friend told me to write a poem about friendship because she was appalled by my lack of posting. So here it is. Well, you've already read, I'm presuming.

This is probably my quickest poem ever. I started it less than an hour ago, at 1:55 (posting time wrong). Then at about 2:10 I was startled by having most of it finished. Since then I've just added a few words and the 4th stanza. And separated a few lines. It's amazing the world of difference it makes when you just separate those lines and change/delete some words. As soon as I did the last thing to make it to how you see it now, I though,"Yes! It's done!" I didn't know why, but it was. You can just tell. 

This is good.

I just made myself a goal. 2 poems/week, how that will work out, I'm not sure. And then the random writing assignments.

Thank you, Architect A!