My Friend, My Foundation
Emotions trek a thousand miles
Across a wire of understanding
The thought is known without the speaking -
Only by the caring
The tale is told in the reflections of your eyes
And the mist furthers the story I already know.
So often you seem years ahead of me
But with every understanding
The structure of our souls become more as mirrored images.
Too many times
Our fears are of the same substance
Knowing what I want to become...
Questioning if that is to be...
Feeling like the foundation is breaking away beneath me
Then I look to you
You have become my rock
And I keep going
For I have a friend whom I can love
and I do.
Lynne Milum
Circa 1980
