Danielle N. Calhoun

FRIENDS

I tried to write a poem
in regards to friends

But I fear the words
escape me

Is this really the end?

Are my words this used
that they no longer come?

Or is it just a lull
just like before the storm

A poem is like a story
one that’s always told

Many different versions
many different tones

A friend is like a poem
similar yet always changing

But a friend is always with you
even till the end