Friendship


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Ballad of the Redneck Chris

There siting brooding in the corner sat a redneck by the of name Chris.... That rather talk to you with his fists. Stories of this guy went from club to club just because he pounded a few faces to mud. Unlike most I was not scared . I think. But then again I had a few drinks. So I figure, I had to be only three sheets deep and that was a feat. Because for me, that was pretty meek . As I gave my salute to the unruly cuss.... He smiled instead of fuss. I guess he ain’t so bad after all . But then again he was somewhat gone. I told him my name was Christina and he said,nice meet ya . He showed me scares and wounds. While I thought, "What the hell did I get into ?" I listened to his tales of Rodeo. But still I think he is crazy though. Then after that he was hard to flap... I know,'cuz I tried to lose him at the GAP. Drinking partners we became and only a few attempted to hang. They all fell to waste side as we passed the bottle one more time. Soon best friends became we but that came with a few fees. Redneck Chris he is a wild one but he can be lots of fun. His favorite line when he screws up is "You know you luv me." When he says that I ask myself, should I go ahead and give him the knee . A pain in the ass he can be but a Sista’s tolerance can be fairly steady . So, here ends the Ballad of Redneck Chris He has been banned, battered, broken, brought back, and folded. And that boy still ain’t wrapped too tight. Then again he is a sight. All bull shit aside, I still can confide in that wayward cowboy I call Chris.

A letter to my Friends

As we look upon the beauty That God has bestowed upon this Earth we all should give praise to him for making the simplest thing like this rose. So, simple, yet so, complex. So much so that only God, could create such magnificence With this I leave you these words Let us cherish the things that the Lord has made And let us soak up the angelic bounties That He has placed here for us
Like this rose I share with you .


A Litany for a Beloved Friend

In the late hours of the night, When everyone in the world is fast asleep . I am awake, silently shedding tears . Which contains a prayer, for my dear friend . Countless are the prayers that cascade down my cheeks. Tears, that are merely asking for God's grace and understanding . Overwhelmed,is my heart. Plunged into an unexpected abyss. Deep is my sorrow and heavy is my suffering. Still I pray,for my dear friend. Every tear is a prayer. And each prayer gives me strength to carry on. Hope is not yet lost. But still . . . In the late hours of the night , When everyone in the world is fast asleep. Silently, I cry for my beloved friend.

I once had a Friend

I once had a friend, that was as precious to me as gold. I once had a friend, that was always there for me and I in return. He was my brother and my confidant. He was the main fixture in my life. I once had a friend, that treated me with the utmost respect. I once had a friend, that shared all the joys and sorrows in my life. He was a partner in crime an also in times of need. I once had a friend, that was chivalrous towards me. He loved me like a sister. I once had a friend,that called me when he came home from school. He was very thoughtful,responsible,and never forgetful. I once had a friend,that spent time with me. I once had a friend,that was honest with me. He has been distant and silent. Time brings change. Now,I once had a friend that was truly my friend. Now,I wonder, is he sincere ? I once had a friend. . .



© Christina Womack

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