To Give Up the Ghost

To give up the ghost of what used to be.
To smile as reality is faced yet once again.
To realize some friends hold on e'en through
the very worst that's been with you.

Precious, all the love such friends will bring.
It means much more than anything mere money
ever purchased. Lifting you back up when you
are down. Taking just a little time to turn
the frowns back into smiles again.

Slowly then, the reawakening of heart
must start within. They, who listened when
you ranted and you raved, yet never sought
to put you down for what you really felt.
And then, they give it back with understanding.

Home-grown, and seldom rich or slick,
such friends are worth more than the gold
so many in the world seek to hold.
Ordinary, living day by day. Seeking to
keep darkness far away. And yet, they
never back away from feelings of the heart.

To give up the ghost of what used to be,
and once again embrace the love that is...

? Michaelette ?

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