An Old Friend...

That song came on the radio;
The one that always make me
Remember you.
And I wonder again,
If I'd been in the car...
If I'd gone that day...
Would you still have
Been playing around?
Would you still have
Been going so fast?
Or would you
Have slowed down?
Not wanting to scare me?
Would you have been
Watching the road
Because you cared more about your friends
Than you ever did yourself?
Everyone else says
It's just lucky I wasn't with you.
But I know better...

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

True Friends

you make me admit things
i'd rather pretend weren't
you make me look at things
i'd rather ignore
you make me keep my word
when i'd rather be lazy
you make me feel guilty
for not writing enough
knowing you're reading
makes me think about
what i'm writing
there's no coasting
with you around
you remind me of the truth
when lying would be much easier
you make me wonder
what i could do
you make me remember
who i really am
so, in case i forgot
thank you

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

This was originally two poems for two different people. But it sounds better melded together. Et, voila.

Steven

I was looking through some old things.
Pictures,
Letters,
Cards.
And I saw your letter.
You said I was the most
Profound and truthful
Person you had ever met.
I wish I could remember
What I ever did
To impress you.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Steven, you were one of the most...interesting friends I've ever had. I wish I could find you again.

Gidget

My friend is sick today.
And it hurts me so,
To see her suffer
When I feel so well.
She's so miserable,
And I'm so healthy.
She's so sweet.
It's not fair.
And I can't think
Of a single thing
To make her smile.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene