Friendship is a beautiful word.
It conjures up pictures of friends we have known
And friends we have lost.
A friend is someone you care for
And who cares for you.
A loyal companion, a confidant,
One you can count on when things go wrong
And one to celebrate with when things go right.
A friend is someone who is always there for you,
Day or night … in sorrow or in joy.
A friend can chat with you or sit in comfortable silence,
Someone who will listen and just be your friend.
Editor’s Note: Hope Bradley Finley passed away on January 13 at age 95. The Mattapoisett resident was thrilled to have The Wanderer publish her poems and essays, something we will continue to do this winter.
By Hope Bradley Finley