KIND OF FRIENDSHIP.

Held you close in my arms

for some time last night,

Wanted to put the spark

back in your solemn eyes.

To see you sad so melancholy

was a rather sorrowful sight,

And all the comforting words

expressed could not console

your spirit heart and mind.

How could love for your friend

leave you in this kind of state?

Don't need the answer 'cause I can read,

you're a victim of ones personal traits,

What you give can't fulfill her need.

Unless you provide for every whim

to feed material wants and dreams.

But still a friend is a friend however

it looks to ones joy and pain,

It's not my place to shoot my gun

to chastise or complain,

Yet holding you for some time last night,

I wanted to take your hurt away!