Cindy Prochnow

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cindy Prochnow

cindy Prochnow
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My poems reflect, sometimes, what I am feeling, or seeing, and sometimes, what I see in others and their lives. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible." St. Thomas Aquinas XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "The best surfer out there is the one having the most fun." Unknown xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx" Before you were conceived, I wanted you. Before you were born, I loved you. Before you were here an hour, I would die for you. This is the miracle of LOVE." Maureen Hawkins xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Looking in the mirror isn't exactly a study of life" Lauren Bacall xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Be anxious for nothing, but in prayer...let your requests be made known to God. Philipiansxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Cultivate your curves- they may be dangerous, but they won't be avoided." Mae West axxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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MAY 6, 2012 9:16PM

What friendship is to me

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March 17, 1982 my husband Steve gave me a book of poems called Poems that touch the heart. He never has had any interest in poetry. His interests lie in black holes, science of any type, and garage woodworking. So I thought it very sweet that he got me a present he knew absolutely nothing about.

Well, I love this book and read it so much more often than I thought I would. I always find a new treasure for some situation that comes up in my life. I particularly, have always loved this poem.

 

Friendship

 

Oh, the comfort-the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,

Having to neither to weigh thoughts,

Nor measure words-but pouring them

All right out-just as they are-

Chaff and grain together-

Certain that a faithful hand will

Take and sift them-

Keep what is worth keeping-

And with the breath of kindness

Blow the rest away.

 

 by Dinah Marie Mulock Craik

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He sounds like a keeper~Great poem~
scanner
May 06, 2012 09:52 PM
That is a great poem and a good definition for a friend.
just phyllis
May 06, 2012 09:59 PM
Scanner, I am not that great at making friends so I think on this poem and yes I am glad to have Steve, being he is my best friend. Being a server(waitress) for so many yrs. you really only know people for a few seconds here and there. I know now because of the work I did for 30 some yrs, that this job was not a make friends job really. Well, it paid the bills and now gives me time to make friends now.
cindy Prochnow
May 06, 2012 10:04 PM
Wonderful poem
Thank you sharing
~R~
M. C. S.
May 06, 2012 10:05 PM
Phyllis, I have always loved it because that would be an ideal friend..I think it is basically saying to be genuine. We aren't all perfect. Glad you like.
cindy Prochnow
May 06, 2012 10:06 PM
MCS. See, now that is the kind of cyber friend you seem like. :) Glad you like it.
cindy Prochnow
May 06, 2012 10:07 PM
A very nice poem. R
Thoth
May 07, 2012 01:13 AM
A friend and I recently had a falling out because there was a sujbect i wanted to make off limits, she balked, I huffed, and her husband sent her over and we cried. Now I'm going to send her a copy of this poem!

Here's to smart husbands!
Kathryn O'Hehir
May 07, 2012 01:42 AM
So true. I remember hearing somewhere that if your friend/lover/ sister whomever is human: they will fail you. Overlooking the bad spots is the key. I feel loved best when someone loves me despite.
Nice post Cindy.
rita shibr
May 07, 2012 07:12 AM
Excellent poem, Cindy, and your husband sounds pretty excellent too!
Erica K
May 07, 2012 03:45 PM
Thoth, it has been a fave of mine for a long time, never found another as telling.
cindy Prochnow
May 09, 2012 12:15 AM
Kate, good that you are so forgiving, in that you may give her the poem, you might get lucky and she will 'get' it!
cindy Prochnow
May 09, 2012 12:16 AM
Rita, love the last line of your comment. When I was young I liked to tell everything that I felt, was bad about me to people, to make sure they would like me anyway. Sort of the same idea. (I had horrid self-esteem issues.) That was then. :)
cindy Prochnow
May 09, 2012 12:21 AM
Erica, I married well. lol.
cindy Prochnow
May 09, 2012 12:22 AM