Friends Date: Saturday, 1st September 2007 @ 04:06:43 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: deadheadpoet Dreams of ocean waves crash white foam in my face The smell of the briny air tickles my skin. Walking the beach friends hand and hand Laughing about yesterdays and tomorrows Laughing For life with you my friend is unlabored Untainted by lies and betrayals You are my friend, my brother A anchor in a raging storm I am relaxed Not so jaded Not so afraid Your voice is this beautiful instrument of calming tones I sit in mesmerization of the air flowage across your vocal cords Songs you sing are freedom 8/07 Laura Howell Horner This poem is Copyright © deadheadpoet Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=137082