Poems by DWFM

What is love,
Does it come from above,
Is it complete,
When you cant eat,
Is it thinking of someone,
To where you feel you have won,
Thinking of them day or night,
Praying that they just might,
Be with you every night,
Is it a feeling inside,
That makes you tongue tied,
Does it make you feel blue,
When they break your heart in two,
And you hurt all day,
Not knowing if love will come your way,
And mend your heart inside,
So you don't have to hide,
Love is this and more,
My friend just open the door.

Love is shown in many ways,
It can be shown any day,
From friends all around,
Even when you are down,
From someone you never knew,
When they listen to you,
You are never alone,
Even when you are at home,
So the next time you are down,
Just take a look around,
You will find people far and near,
That are very dear,
Even though you have never met,
You will be forever in their debt,
As the wind is blown.
You will see their love shown.

What is a true friend,
He will stick with you until the end,
When everyone turns away,
On your worst day,
When your back is against the wall,
All you have to do is call,
He will never let you down,
He will always be around,
He will always comfort you,
And talk you out of things you shouldn't do,
He won't put you down,
And stomp your heart into the ground,
He will lift you up,
Until he fills your cup,
Your heart he will mend,
That's a true friend.

You know you are alive,
When you stand by,
And you feel the pain inside,
That makes you cry,
Where your heart is broken,
Without a word spoken,
The pain is so great,
That for your sake,
You try to hide,
The feelings inside,
No matter how hard you try,
Your feelings wont subside,
You try to stay busy,
Until you are dizzy,
You try not to frown,
Then you get knocked down,
You look to a friend,
Before it all ends,
They hurt inside,
Because you cried,
They will be around,
Every time you are down,
To cheer you up,
And fill your cup.

To my very best friend,
This poem I now send,
Though we are apart,
You will always be in my heart,
My love for you has grown,
When we talk I feel at home,
It's a special kind of love,
The kind that comes from above,
Above the angels in the sky,
on a pestle way up high,
Where you will always be,
So the whole world can see,
That our friendship will last more than a day,
until the world has past away.

What it means to have a friend like you,
Someone I can talk to when I a blue,
You cheer me up when I am sad,
You make me happy when I am mad,
You feel my world with gladness,
To keep me out of all the madness,
When I feel like a dope,
You feel my heart with hope,
Even though we are far apart,
You can some how touch my heart,
You always make it better,
Through all the stormy weather,
And when I have doubts,
You seem to work it out,
You seem to know what to say,
To make all my troubles past away,
So remember that each and every day,
A special friend is thinking about you far away,
And just wants to say,
A special Thank You for today.

Our God who is above
Looks down on me with his love
Not the kind I understand
When he reaches out his hand
To lift me up so I can stand
He gave his son to die for me
On a cross at Calvary
He loved his son with all his heart
And it was hard for them to part
He still gave his son to die on a tree
And he did it just for me
I have turned my back and walked away
Even though Christ died for me that day
What have I ever done
To deserve the love shown by this one
No matter what I ever do
I can never repay the debt I owe to you
For you gave everything you had
For someone who was very bad
Now my life is not my own
And I will never be alone
As I journey toward my new home.

What good is life
When you lost your wife
To another man
Who took her hand
Lost your son to
And don't know what to do
You tried to be a good dad
They were all you had
Now they are gone
And you are left all alone
To face each and every day
With pain in the way
It hurts so bad
That you are always sad
Don't know whether to come or go
I am in such deep woe
With tears in your eyes
You keep asking why
But to find out why
I may have to die.

Life is not the way its suppose to be,
People always hurting others you see,
They don't stop to think about you and me,
They are only after what they can get,
Even from people they just met,
Life is not the way its suppose to be,
People are suppose to be free,
To love everyone you see,
Not to hate at all,
Then the world would have a ball,
Instead of being set apart,
Love is the best place to start,
But everyone must have it in your heart,
Life then will be fine,
When everyone loves all man kind.