Sunlight's rays pierce the water.
A fine mist rises from the solid mass.
This is his essence.
A baby laughs and coos.
Its happiness shakes the air and energy flows to all who listen.
This is his comedic side that only a special few can see.
A tree sways in a dance with the wind but its roots dig in.
Protecting the tree's core from bending too far.
This is his loyalty to others.
A boat sails gently only water.
Adjusting and shifting with the breeze.
This is his spirit that meanders through change fearlessly.
He is a rock.
He is hope.
He is my friend.
Have you written a poem for a friend lately?