Forever Friends


Forever Friends 


When I was a little girl

I had many… many friends

From all walks of life

Some of my friends were humans

Some were aliens

From far away galaxies

Some from planets

Only near by


Some from the future

Others from the past

Some were Young, others very old

Some could fly, others could only crawl

Some were dark, others very pale

I really had many… many friends



Some were giants… Others very small

Some were rich… Some very poor

Some were princes

Living in castles

Others were maidens

Forest wooden cottages 

They used to call home



The most wonderful thing about my friends;

Happy and playful, never getting angry

Even if I said or did the wrong thing

They just knew

How much I love them

They also knew

My love is genuine



I used to take them out

Show them around;

Friends from the future

Fascinated with our homes

Our buildings, buses and cars

You see… every thing is different

where they come from

Still… they loved ours

So much


Friends from the past

Were amazed by simple stuff 

Every cup and saucer 

Tables and chairs

Radios and TVs

Dolls and teddy bears

No end to their amusement

Many hours of endless joy

We spent together



My giant friends would carry me 

As we toured their land

On the palm of my hand

My tiny friends enjoyed the ride 


When my rich friends came over

I always made sure

My poor friends were there

Accidentally on purpose, they would meet

Tell each other about their lives

Their very different lives

My rich friends were kind

Often swapped places with the poor guys

Always helped making their lives better

Sharing everything they had


My alien friends

The most intriguing

Delightful… and curious

Constantly bemused 

By everything they saw

I really mean every thing

Their whole world was different

The colours of their skies were different

Their suns, their moons, their planets

Oh… what can I tell you!

Shall I tell you about their excitement

Or about their joy

When they saw the sunrise

Swam in the sea

Spotted a mountain

When gazing at a tree

You should’ve seen their faces

As they held a rose

Or when stroked a stone


Oh… what can I tell you

What shall I say!


My friends shared their lives with me

I shared mine

I am forever indebted

For the many things they taught me

 I cannot even count!

How to see  everything anew

As if first time

How to feel with those

who are not so fortunate

The most precious lesson


How to view the world

Through the eyes of the other

My friends are faithful

Even today

Still come sometimes

Just to say hello



© Copyright 2006 Nahida Izzat  -PoetryforPalestine – All Rights Reserved

One Response

  1. hiiiiii
    its soooooooooooo nice


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