letter to a friend

my friend is sad today
and asks me to write her poetry
about scars of love
that fade over years, but never disappear
or rain drops that shake the ground

people have left my side
only to return for help when needed.
but I stand still, waiting for their calls
and my scars have faded-
but still they mark me as time marked me.

So I will write this sad poem for you my friend,
in hopes that you will stand still with me
and not hurt because a love has
scarred you.

But smile because it has taught you.