BLOW ME DOWN

Friends

 

 

A time is coming,

When I may  see the beauty and

Sights of this world no more.

Would you be my eye?

 

A time is coming,

When I can hear you no more,

No matter how hard you scream.

Would you be my ear?

 

A time is coming

Surely, it will,

When I can no more talk.

Would you be my  voice?

 

Why are you my friend,

If you cannot be my eye?

Why are you my friend,

If you cannot be my voice?

 

I don’t want a friend for a season.

I don’t want a friend for a moment.

Be my friend in spite of my weaknesses,

And not because of my strengths.

 

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