About the Poem
When I wrote this poem I was thinking of my friend. She was in need of someone to lean on and that's what best friends are for. This poem is about people always being there for their best friends.
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There For You
|by Meaghan Brickley|
Beneath the hanging branch she lives,
Her roots almost too thin to hold her there.
Her stem is soft yet produces her might.
Her head is stern yet light.
Even if one swift wind were to come along,
She would still stay strong.
Standing tall and proud,
Watching the storm clouds roll loud,
And listening to the voices gossip,
"It'll be a record storm"
The storm came and rain trampled her down,
It was the worst on this side of town.
Gasping for life,
She droops to the ground.
Will the sun ever come out to help her around?
In her world her life is ending.
The sun's not out to help her mending.
"Don't give up!" a voice around her called.
She opened her petals and lifted her head.
A girl stood above her and looked down.
Upon her face showed no grin nor frown;
It shows a smile and helping heart.
"Don't you see a ray of light will shine?
Don't give up, everything will be just fine.
All you need is I, your friend.
I'll help you in healing, help you mend.
Don't give up, you can pull through.
All you need is a little help from a friend,
The rest is up to you."