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Stuart Smeltzer A True Friend - Poem by Stuart Smeltzer “A True Friend” We live our lives trying to be liked or asserted in today world but we should not worry about what the world thinks of or sees in us, There is only one person we should be more open too, That is someone how will be there for us. “A True Friend” When we wake each day and start it in a good outlook and a prayer and not think about what we can get out of the day, But what we can put into the day and put all we have into the one who truly loves us unconditionally. “A True Friend” When you stop and think about whom our true friends are, the ones who do not judge you for your past and want you are today, then you know you have a true friend, who is that true friend? “That is Jesus” By: Stuart W. Smeltzer Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about A True Friend by Stuart Smeltzer An eye opener...true friend is not perfect but never leave our side! (Report) Reply Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Stuart Smeltzer's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost Television Roald Dahl
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Brandy Avery ~ An Screams I Mo Aisling ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Na soilse a choinneáil dom ó oscailt mo shúile. San oíche wipe mé ar shiúl na deora go bhfuil mé cried. Mo shaol athraithe go mór agus go tapa. Bhí a fhios agam mo sonas. Ar mhaith riamh a bheith caillte. Déanann Mo intinn a reáchtáil agus a adhlacadh mo am atá caite. Char Mo scread mo bhrionglóidí. Beidh aon duine riamh a fhios cad a chiallaíonn sé. Chun féachaint ar cad atá feicthe agam nó bhí nuair a bhí mé. Mé riamh ag iarraidh a bhraitheann mar seo arís. Seasamh mé ard agus beidh riamh titim. Ní bheidh mo aoibh gháire a bheith bun os cionn. Toisc go mbeidh mé ag seasamh go deo mo talamh. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ An Screams I Mo Aisling ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe