This is a very important piece for a very important friend.
She knows who she is, and I hope she realizes what she means to me.
Why is this my reality
That the person I am
Is not who I wish to be
Stumbling out of the gate
When running to a friend
My arrival always too late
Holding cards to my chest
When they should be on display
Leads to cases of unfair unrest
Scars so visibly shown
The insecurities of a life’s war
The kind I don’t want to own
Own them though, I must
Else I do my friend disservice
Hold her back in ways unjust
Take for granted special things
From friendship gifted unto me
Humbly she hides her Angel’s wings
A foolish man walking a crooked mile
Without knowing his destination
Ends up nowhere and without a smile
So a friend in need will always be
A friend indeed and clearly present
When the chips are down for me
JMC813 
There is much to love about this poem … just as there is much to love about the man you are.
Thank you D. You are always too kind.
I hope this friend realizes how lucky she truly is to have someone as wonderful as you in her life. She is very blessed. 🙂
Thank you Sammiegyrl. I am the lucky one.
Breathtakingly beautiful 🙂
Thank you so much May.
How could she not know.
LOL. I think she does. Hope she does…….She does.
I have one friend out of all 7 billion people on earth. 🙂
never mind the quantity, it is the quality of friend that matters
I am truly lucky and blessed.
In the end or maybe the beginning, it is only someone deep, deserving, and worthy. But don’t forget that in her dreams, she does fly. If she keeps you close, in dreams you together fly.
~~~F