Aidan J. Shrowder
It seems the ones
That we dearly Love
Are always those hurt
When push comes to shove
We're patient, and kind
With those we barely know
But when it comes to friends
We seem so shallow
I call lack of trust: caring
Being rude: strengthening
But the motive is the same
Love is the beginning
I know it doesn't make sense
I know it shouldn't be true
But my concern for friends
Is as deep as the great blue
It's no excuse, I understand
but they say
"It's the thought that counts"
And I hold that true, to this day
I'm sorry to those I Love
Now and forever
For, reluctantly, it won't relent
Until this world is better
But I hope you understand
That because of concern
I hold you so close
And that, eventually, I'll learn
