They come into your life,
People who want to help,
But have no idea what the problem is,
Or how it affects you,
But they need to show you
How to do it their way,
Where their way makes it worse.
These people just do not understand,
So please God, please save us,
From people who mean well
But have no understanding.
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They come into your life,
People who want to help,
They can see the problem,
And how it affects you.
They are just there,
They have no answer,
They could make it worse.
They do understand,
So please God, thank you for friends,
Friends who are just there for us
And do understand.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some people try to help but can't. Friends can help by doing nothing but just being there.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Friends and even acquaintances (got the spelling of that right first time - its going to be a good day) are like the air we breathe - without them life is not worth living. You are so right that just being there for us if we need them(or if they need us) is one of life's blessings. So well expressed here.
Thanks Michael, they are worth their weight in fine wine.
Absolutely superb
GF60 love this.....
And as usual
Just bang on....
Thank You PH, much appreciated.
I can totally understand and relate to this. Ignorance is bliss as they say. Great write.
Thank you Renzi, so kind.
Goldfinch you nailed it. There are two kinds of people. The ones who understand and the ones who dont. My definition of a "friend" is a person you can call at 2am to come get you. He/She comes, gets you, and only then gives you hell for being a dumb shit.
Very true Fred, they are very special people.
Yes such friends in that latter verse are worth more than gold. A good reminder that despite the other kind we can find true friends appear when needed.
Vert true Fay, very true.
Good write G/F. Friends and acki-wotsits. Can't spell it, been at the sherry!
Well, with friends like me in 1066, who needs enemies?! heehee.
Or sometimes it's a friend (who is trying to help you) in need....is a pest!
A fine definition of a Friend, Goldfinch! They are gold.
Very true Louis and thank you.
like you put, friends who are just there for us,
and do understand. I'm memorizing
escaping from lifes prison. cheers
Thanks onepauly.
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