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Friendship

Weekend Mini-Challenge: Out of Your Own Words
I’m using the line, solitude is my friend, from my poem Simply Me

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Friendship

solitude is my friend
she sits quietly beside me
holding my hand
whispering in my ear
telling me my words matter

solitude is my friend
she nudges my muse
into wakefulness when
morning slips through
the kitchen window

solitude is my friend
she sits quietly beside me
as night steals the light
comforting me with her presence
until sleep taps me on the shoulder

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15 thoughts on “Friendship

  1. The repeated line echoes through your poem, Candy, a reminder of the peace and quiet that solitude brings, and the space to think and create.I identify with the second stanza, being an early morning writer:
    ‘solitude is my friend
    she nudges my muse
    into wakefulness when
    morning slips through
    the kitchen window’.

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