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I have an uninvited friend.
She came to my door last night, again, and I almost pretended to be out.
But it was too late, she saw me peering through the blinds and she can sense my energy anyway.
I let my friend in and she wrapped her arms around me, uninvited.
We stayed there like that, quietly, just some sobbing, some sighing
and a little silent crying.
Without saying a single word, my friend gave me three things.
She gave me a hug, she gave me some ice-cream (my favourite kind) and most of all, she gave me back my hope.
I had lost it again you see, outside somewhere.
And she found it, like she always does.
And brought it back to me, uninvited.
I hope you have an uninvited friend, like mine.
I can’t imagine life without one.

Donna Ashworth

this poem is new but you can find many of my friendship poetry in ‘I WISH I KNEW’ and ‘LOVE’.

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I have an uninvited friend.She came to my door last night, again, and I almost pretended to be out.But it was too late, she saw

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This goes out to the mamas,raising the wild ones,the not to be tamed,the rare,the reckless,and the precious… you are shaping stardustinto human formminding moonlighttill its