Epic tale of two friends
Began one smothering summer afternoon
Five years ago this August
Holy friendship
Created in the heart of heaven
Me
A helpless alcoholic
Bleeding profusely from within
Gaping gash of self destruction
Hope appeared that day
In human form of my neighbor
An angel I suppose
She surrounds me still
With her brilliant healing glow
Standing in line at Publix
Time stands still
Our visit becomes surreal
We pass on hectic streets
I feel her with me always
Nurturing
Supportive
Exhorting me onward
Her resonant words “I love you”
Leave no doubts that she really means it
In the rapture of her humble embrace
She fills my void with Godly energy
Shared by Jesus Christ
Thank you dear Lennita
My praises honor thee
Consistent inspiration to me and mine
Your tender hand of apostolic Christian companionship
I shall never let go
23 A poor man pleads for mercy,
but a rich man answers harshly.
24 A man of many companions may come to ruin,
but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.
