My friend do not leave me... <br />As if my pleading, <br />could brush your tears aside. <br />The Pain will be cold, <br />and bitter like a December's wind... <br />but your smile and laughter can survive... <br />and bring the joy back to life... <br />You are my branch when I need something to grab onto.. <br />and you are my shoulder when I have to cry the pain aside. <br />So don’t ever forget that you’re needed... <br />and remember that the tide may indeed rise... <br />we'll still have our bond to keep us alive.<br /><br />Candice Renae Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behind-the-tide/
