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My Friend



My friend 

A guardian of my interests

In clarity and uncertainty.

A light in the darkness

Situations may cast.

A shelter in times of hurt

Even when the wounds are invisible.


A companion with whom I share belly laughs

A confidant who has witnessed my tears

As they cascade down my face.

A soul who comprehends my silence

As deeply as my words.

A person with whom I can be completely and securely myself.


My Friend 

One I can trust to tell me the truth  

And set me straight 

The one who prays with and for me 

The one who loves me 

And reminds me of what’s truly important in life.


My friend

Without you

Life with all its joy 

Will feel incomplete 

Life with little sadness 

Will be utterly devastating


My friend 

You're a spice as well as an essence of life.


Ifedolapo 

Comments

  1. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 2:56 PM

    So sweet!

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  2. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 2:56 PM

    “You are a spice as well as an essence of life”🥹🥹 Dr. Sharry here❤️

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  3. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 3:14 PM

    This is so wholesome, Dolapo.💌I have to say my best line is the “guardian of my interests.” My friends really are the guardians of my interests. The big ones, the small ones and the in-between. To anyone struggling with having these types of friendships, I want you to know that you have met all the people that will love you yet. ❤️

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  4. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 4:04 PM

    Yeah, a good friends is life
    Nice piece you've got there

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  5. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 8:34 PM

    ❤️❤️💯

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  6. AnonymousJune 10, 2024 at 9:39 PM

    You write sooo beautiful 😍 reciting this to my friend will make them to break in joyful tears 🥺🌹🌹🥹. Thank you Dolapo

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  7. AnonymousJune 11, 2024 at 10:02 AM

    This is so beautiful. Thank you for this piece, it describes my friendship with Ebun so well. 🥹❤️

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  8. RidwanJune 11, 2024 at 10:16 AM

    Your words not only celebrate the bonds we share with our friends but also inspire us to nurture and cherish these relationships .
    Thank you Dolapo♥️

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  9. Just don't knowJune 12, 2024 at 10:47 PM

    Such a beautiful piece capturing true friendships that last for eternity and transcend time.

    Your way with words needs to be studied.

    Reading each line brought about good memories

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