Friendship and Life

Friendship should always be for life.
Seeing that life is over so quickly.
Friendship should stay true through disagreement, trouble, and strife.
Friendship should never grow infirm with age, nor ever grow too sickly
To survive.  Frienship should be the rock in the sea,
That holds against the washing tides.
Friendship should be for life.
Just as a mighty rock abides.
Friendship should never die.
But what if a friendship does die?  Then why?
When life itself is so brief beneath the age-old sky!
How can friendship not last that long?  It only has to try.
So then, lady, why did you not try to outlast the life of a mayfly?
Nothing cuts more deeply than a friendship betrayed.
Not even this cancer, which has made me so afraid.
Nor my treatments, which tear me up physically, and mess up my mind.
Nor the stars, which to my suffering seem cold or blind.
Nor the ticking clock, which to my cries for my natural life-span seems deaf.
But how could one who called herself my friend become so unkind?
I am lost on the wind, betrayed by a friend--Like a fallen half-dead dying leaf.

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--by Michael LP, aka MLP
aka PoetWithCancer, aka PWC, aka Mr. Poet
Written on Sunday, January 3, 2010 12:55 pm PST  
Temperature: 60° F. (Feels like 60° F.)    High: 61° F.  Low: 33° F. 
Fair.        Wind: CALM       Visibility: 10 mi
Humidity: 22%  Dewpoint: 21° F.   Barometer: 30.22 in and falling
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