Friendship

Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere deep within ourselves
A place where we go to get away
To think things through
To be alone, to be ourselves
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes
All our needs, all our dreams
And even our unspoken fears
It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be
But now and then, whether by chance or design
Someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone
And we allow that person to see, to feel and to share
All the reason, all the uncertainty
And all the emotion we've stored up there
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm
Then quietly settles down in his own corner of our special place
Where a bit of himself will stay forever
And we call that person a friend