This poem reflects my views on friendship. I was once with a bunch of very dear friends at a camp known as the Illinois Teenage Institute (ITI).When it was time for us all to leave each other, one of the guys said to remember that if we needed each other all we had to do was look at the stars. Since I moved to college, I have understood and appreciated the concept much more. I was down in the dumps one night and walking when this poem came to mind, so I wrote it and sent it to my friends. I would now like to share it with everyone in this world who realizes the importance of friendship.

Often times in my life my friends have let me down. I often think to myself what is true friendship really like. I often feel that the friendship I have with my friends now is almost meaningless. This poem is about the friendship I desire to share with someone and how wonderful it would be to have such a friendship. This poem also helps me to realize what kind of a friend I should try to be if I want this wonderful treasure in return.

For my best friends. Thank you for always being here for me!! I love you with all my heart!

Dedicated to Brian and Kim, I love you guys!

I'm never very good at expressing my feelings to someone. The best way for me is to write poetry. So I wrote this poem for my best friend to express to her how I truly felt about our friendship and what she meant to me.

In the blooming of one's awareness of spirit, comes a compromise of illusion and reality; each lending strength to the other in a mutual rise to greatness. Witness: an awakening.

This poems brings fiends back together.

We've all made mistakes, especially when we were young and honestly believed that the choices we made were for the best. When I looked back on one of the most turbulent times of my life, I realize that I hurt someone who was very dear to me.

But when so many years have passed, how can I go back and tell him I'm sorry?

This is my first poem that I wrote, and I wrote it for all my friends, saying that I will always be here for them.

I'm writing this poem 15 days before my best friend leaves for Typee. I'm dedicating this poem to her hoping and praying that it will fix the fight that we are in the middle of. I don't want her to leave without saying Goodbye just because of a little argument that in her eyes isn't so little.

As the saying goes 'Good things come in small packages', sometimes the best things are said in the shortest of verses. This is about me and my best friend.