To my Dear Friend in Time of Trials

With each step I think about:

The TRUE worries, woes, and sorrow of a precious friend,
My heart is heavy but I hold up my head,
In Faith, BELIEF, and without one doubt,
I know she is wrapped all about,
Encased in the downy feathery wings,
and to her heart these beings will sing.

Comfort and solace, reflection and memories of good times,
that she had through this thorny climb.
And yet the precipe is so deep,
but remember the wings they keep,
wrapped about her should she stumble along,
THEY, sent by the Lord will keep her strong.

Not necessarily erasing the ordeal from her heart and mind,
but WHEREEVER the MOST Divine,
has instructed the guards he sent to her to keep watch,
As my precious friend's life has had a great loss.

Within the caged bars of thought,
no doubt she's reflecting on the one from which she was brought.
In her darkness so cavernous at this time,
will come a light that grows and shines
into her heart and reveals the fact clearly,
those we love, OH SO DEARLY
Are ALWAYS reflected when the light touches our heart,
for never can such a bond part.

The tether is too tight and daily has been wound
Around our souls and divinely bound.
There are no words yet created,
to ease the current pain where she's saturated.

I myself have been through such a drenching,
of how fast those we love are out of physical reaching.
Yet they are there in many ways,
just something I learned day to day.
As I trudge ever forward, yet quite in rote,
Not realizing or CARING I'd created a moat;
All around me to take time to heal,
it comes into my life even still,
Yet now the moat is a coping skill to deal
with life's hurdles and duties I am meant to fulfill.

And I doubt it ever will part
for just as she, it has taken A PIECE of my heart!
Yet I want to much to hold her hand,
and let her know beside her I stand.
My prayers go upward all day
Praying for some way,
to make her lament less intense,
because our love for her is immense.

Yet the wounds will scar over and always be a permanent part of me and she,
yet together we would mend as best can be expected,
For our FAITH has not been infected.

The blind leading the blind, through a barbed wire fence,
yet I know she can sense,
A virtual hug, shoulder and hand I do extened
to you MOONSHINE my dear sweet precious friend.

REMEMBER I'm here....when you need....
when you're ready....reach out and see you have a friend indeed.
to help you through this time of confusion,
NOT that I have all the solutions,
but whatever I can do my dear,
you know I am always near.
WE LOVE YOU MOONSHINE!
Reflect on that time after time!