My friends are few,
Some old and new,
I love them all,
But you,
Dear Rhondasail,
My all times dearest friend,
I'm not mature enough ,
Not half so smart,
To say that you are,
One of the finest arts.
As great a poet as you are,
As Kind and soft and sweet,
I think, you are the best I have,
To feel so proud ...that’s it.
I‘ve learned a lot from you my friend,
I’ve learned a lot indeed,
You taught me how to choose the words,
Like Pushkin, Byron, Keats.
You are my teacher and my friend,
You are my Lana turner,
You sing me songs, and read me poems,
You write for me…what an honor!
I thank you thus for being so kind,
I thank you for your love,
I thank you but I know as well,
I can’t thank you enough,
For all your lovely words and thoughts,
For all your poetic beauty,
My words are not enough yet I,
Do write these as my duty.
Author notes
thank you dear PrabhuDayal Khattar for inviting me to write this for my dearest friend.
A contest entry
- a tribute to Rhondasail... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended July 22, 2007, 6 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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You sing me songs, and read me poems,
You write for me…what an honor!
I thank you thus for being so kind,
I thank you for your love,
It is truly a voice of your heart and beautifuly stated as well..thank you so much my friend for your so enchanting entry in my contest... -
How to respond to such a heartful of words?...I am proud you are my friend as well, Ahkam, and I have learned much from you too, so it is a gift for both of us...thanks to you from my heart for all you have placed here...I am truly honored...Peace to you, Rhonda
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