I have this friend – he is a mason <br /> <br />And he does such beautiful work. <br /> <br />He is such a good friend and loves me so much <br /> <br />He has made it his duty to protect me. <br /> <br />So sweet of him to think of me this way <br /> <br />He has built this impenetrable rock wall around me <br /> <br />And I recognize so many of the stones. <br /> <br />Each added to the wall at times of hurt and loss. <br /> <br />That one, was when my first love broke my heart <br /> <br />And that one, was when he hit me. <br /> <br />That one I don’t really want to talk about, <br /> <br />but I remember when he put it there. <br /> <br />I have always been so thankful for my friend and this beautiful wall he has built. <br /> <br />So safe, so secure, all because of my friend. <br /> <br />But wait, what if I want out? <br /> <br />What if I want to run free or to fly? <br /> <br />This beautiful wall not only keeps you out, <br /> <br />But it keeps me locked inside. <br /> <br />Maybe he was not really my friend at all.<br /><br />Laurie Crilly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mason/
