Fair Weather Friends

Just a poem.

Fair-Weather Friends

Fair-weather friends on a beautiful day
Look at their smiles so happy, so fake
Much too afraid to show their true face
Much too afraid to reveal their ways
Masks upon masks only one thing remains:
They'll be fair-weather friends till a rain-storming day


Storm-weathered friends on a dark, drenched, dank day
Look at their smiles, in spite of the rain
Never afraid to show any grace
Always acceptance: abundant, obtained
Through each and all turmoil one fact remains:
They'll be storm-weathered friends in the midst of the rain


Fair-weather friends on the rain-storming day
Their faces contorted and covered in rage
Horrid emotions released from their cage
Dark loveless eyes glare, stare through the rain
Alone when they most need a friend for the pain
No fair-weather friends on the dark stormy days


Storm-weathered friends on a beautiful day
Look at their smiles, so happy, no fakes
Never afraid to show their true face
Never afraid to share in their ways
Masks cast off now, only faces remain
And storm-weathered friends, till the end of all days