With Hope...

by lara   Jan 17, 2007


With hope, all will eventually understand,
That we, friends, were there in the beginning.
Before the time of boyfriends-
Or even when boys mattered.
We were there when they had cooties,
And were awful people when they didnt give us their juice box.
Friends were there to give you their juice box and give em a quick shot to the shin. When it seems like the world is attacking you-
Friends are there.
When you cry out to the world-
Friends are there.
When you dont have anyone else-
You have us.
Someone to lean on-
Someone to trust.
Always willing to give up another juice box because if it takes thousands of them,
Thats what we are willing to give.
Because its not just juice-
Or even a stupid symbol.
Its a connection or a dream,
A willingness to do what you did maybe ten years before-
Give that loser a shot to the shin.
We were there in the beginning,
We will be there in the end.
A reminder of an unsaid promise-
That together we are one,
Apart we are incomplete,
And without we are lost.

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