Will You Be My Friend?

This is the another in the series of work by James Kavanaugh.

I’m so pleased that you all wanted to read more...Most of his books are long out of print, but I started to collect them a long time ago, and I believe I now have the full collection…they are for everyone and for every occasion…the first one I posted is called “Know This My Friend”…this one is called “Will You Be My Friend”.

There are many who love each other, but who are not friends...this is for those in personal relationships who may be experiencing some distance between each other, but the universality of his words can apply to anyone....

Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should:
I’m sometimes sullen, often shy, acutely sensitive,
My fear erupts as anger, I find it hard to give,
I talk about myself when I’m afraid
And often spend a day without anything to say.
But I will make you laugh
And love you quite a bit
And hold you when you’re sad.
I cry a little almost everyday
Because I’m more caring than the strangers ever know,
And, if at times, I show my tender side
(The soft and warmer part I hide)
I wonder,
Will you be my friend?
A friend
Who far beyond the feebleness of any vow or tie
Will touch the secret place where I am really I,
To know the pain of lips that plead and eyes that weep,
Who will not run away when you find me in the street
Alone and lying mangled by my quota of defeats
But will stop and stay – to tell me of another day
When I was beautiful.

Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should:
Often I’m too serious, seldom predictably the same,
Sometimes cold and distant, probably I’ll always change.
I bluster and brag, seek attention like a child,
I brood and out, my anger can be wild,
But I will make you laugh
And love you quite a bit
And be near you when you’re afraid.
I shake a little almost everyday
Because I’m more frightened than the strangers ever know
And if at times I show my trembling side
(The anxious, fearful part I hide)
I wonder,
Will you be my friend?
A friend
Who, when I fear your closeness, feels me push away and
Stubbornly will stay to share what’s left on such a day,
Who, when no one knows my name or calls me
On the phone
When there’s no concern for me – what I have
Or haven’t done –
And those I’ve helped and counted on have,
Oh so deftly, run,
Who, when there’s nothing left but me,
Stripped of charm and subtlety,
Will nonetheless remain.

Will you be my friend?
For no reason that I know
Except I want you so...

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