I Was Not Looking

Sometimes, you find freinds, you did not know would teach you so much. You did not know, there were no road signs, that this person, this very person in front of you, was going to give you answers to Questions you did not even know were nagging, in your subconscience. Then, like opening a door, to vast resources, answers, feelings, things start to unfold. They may stay in your life, or they may just pass through, but our lives should be blessed by many such friends.

I was not looking
When I found you.
I did not know the Questions,
Yet, you knew the answers.
I had no true Measure
Of how lost I was-
When you helped me
Out of the Darkness.
I did not know
How really Sad I was-
Till you gave me Reasons to Smile.
I thought I was so strong
To hold back the Tears.
You showed me I was stronger still
To let the Sadness go.
I truly thought
Part of my soul had died.
You woke that part
Of me that was sleeping.
I thought I had
Nothing left to say.
Yet, you are always ready
To listen.
I did not see
How anxious I had become.
You helped me find
New ways to see joy.
I cam here
Full of hatred and anger.
And you taught me
The value of really letting go.
Id forgotten the true meaning
Of friendship.
When you helped
To set me straight.
Id almost given up
And thrown in the towel-
When you convinced me
I can still win!

4/12/03

About the Author:

Deborah Coss, has been writing since 8 years old, getting published off and on since 15, and finally realized her childhood dream, of carrying press credentials, working for http://www.womanmotorist.com A diverse writer, publishing several business type sites, she now publishes her own site, http://www.1kindthing.com, creates some fine arts, and loves photography, commenting she is a social portraiture photographer and prefers the medium of black and white.

In art, she has a very constructionist attitude, and enjoys making masks, and other 3 dimensional objects. On a personal side, she survived an extremly violent childhood, some serious trauma, including being crushed by a car at age 3 and half. Thus, her site 1kindthing.com, tells of overcoming hardships, in her many styles of writing. She is a baby boomer, raised in Southern California, bi-lingual in Spanish, descened from French, German, English and American Indian bloodlines. Coss finds words fun, and communication an art.

Author:: Deborah Coss
Keywords:: Deborah Coss, was not looking, Questions, Measure, helped me, Darkness, Sad, Reasons, Smile, Tears
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