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I Wish I Had a Friend
I am my own worst enemy..
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I Wish I Had a Friend
Quizmo LaGrande

I wish a friend to battle
In a round table array
And plead a truce in glory
Be my ally come what may.

My friend I’d tell the truth to,
A kind and caring soul
Who’d listen with a golden ear
And bear my heavy load.

I’d tell of knights and passions there
From far off distant lands;
I’d tell of being swept away
By pirate’s slight of hand.

I’d tell of secrets kept and hid,
Of truths thought of as lies,
Of clandestine arrangements,
Of lover’s passioned cries.

I’d tell of disillusion,
Heartbreak, hurt and scorn,
Betrayal of a tender love
That early summer morn.

I’d tell of languished feelings,
A near death of broken heart,
Yet a thankfulness for giving,
No regret, I played the part.

I’d speak of all those long, lone months
Of trying to let go,
And moving on in stature,
Other issues pressed me so.

I’d cry of independence,
That be that love or not,
I would fjord ahead for justice,
Breaking shackle strongly wrought

Amazing now to think
Of the road so long I’ve hacked,
The mountains I’ve passed over
The trails marched, I’ll not look back.

If I only had a friend to hold,
Right now, I need an ear,
Sympathetic, understanding,
Some one to tell my fear.

And though I’ve done my bidding,
And freed myself from one,
Happiness and revelation,
Relief marriage burden’s ton.

Yet, now I stand bewildered
In the dawn of setting sun,
Understanding not the meaning
Of love’s precious undone.

And I’d tell of thoughts of true love
Is true love really true
If the one you’re truly loving
Does not in turn love you?

But I know this not for certain
That one’s hopes and dream aren’t mine,
I fear to ask the question
Because the answer may not rhyme

So, do I live a life of daydreams
Or, go to love and hope
That someday he’ll discover
And end this pity’s mope?

Please tell me, friend, the answer,
How to dry these morbid eyes
To look beyond this setback,
And be freed to zenith rise?

Tell me I’ve no bearing
Help seek course in which to sail
Find focus on the present
No need to dwell on fail.

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