I wish I had a friend who would pretend with me once more
Masquerading away the day, we’d be silly and free
Free to be a princess, a pirate, or even a superhero
Regardless of whomever we wanted to be
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be five once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who would ride bikes with me all day
Riding around the neighborhood, we’d be silly and free
Free to explore the park, the zoo, or even the beach
Regardless of wherever we wanted to go
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be ten once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who would spend some time with me
Bumming around together, we’d be silly and free
Free to hang out at the arcade, go bowling, or even catch a movie
Regardless of whatever we decided to do
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be fifteen once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who could understand what I’m going through
Never-ending late night talks, we’d be silly and free
Free to discover who we are, speak honestly, and become forever friends
Regardless of whatever we discovered about each other
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be twenty once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who would help me make tough decisions
Coming alongside me, we’d be silly and free
Free to dream, think, and consider the future
Regardless of whatever we planned
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be twenty-five once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who would help me be a better parent
Giving me some guidance, we’d be silly and free
Free to learn how to cope, adjust, and love unconditionally
Regardless of whatever we learned
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be thirty once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who could help me fix my marriage
Lending me their shoulder, we’d be silly and free
Free to face problems together, comfort one another, and give compassion
Regardless of whatever we experienced
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be thirty-five once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who would make me feel young again
Through words of reassurance, we’d be silly and free
Free to laugh at ourselves, cry at times, and encourage one another
Regardless of our age
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be forty once again…
To feel alive again…
I wish I had a friend who lived nearby
Through close moments spent together, we’d be silly and free
Free to see each other face to face, always welcoming a loving embrace
Regardless of life’s turmoil
We’d be free
Free just to be
Oh to be forty-five once again…
To feel alive again…
To be continued when I’m older…
© 2018 Michelle Cook
A life and longing in beautiful verse. A veering and clearing and flying, sometimes tearful sometimes joyful. And always so well expressed. Beautifully composed, Michelle.
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Thank you, George. It’s my 50th this month. Guess I need to add on to this. 😉
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A beautifully nostalgic piece! What would we do without friends!
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Thank you… I don’t know what I’d ever do. ☺️
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for all the shares ❤️
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Always happy to share your word with followers, M
xoxo 🌹💖
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But does such a person really exist, who would stick around forever and forever for the sake of friendship?
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Someone who fully understands the importance of it. 😉
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This almost had me crying. No! Fuck it, I was crying inside. It’s absolutely outstanding and I loved it. To be with such a person? Priceless.
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Awww… thanks Paul. To be with such a person would be priceless. To have such a friend is priceless.
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Absolutely x
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Wow this was one of your best and that’s saying a lot. 😘
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Thank you… ❤️
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I love this Michelle! “When i was 17, it was a very good year…”
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Thanks Walt, when I look back at 17, I realize that year was the beginning of some dramatic changes in my life.
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I’d love to be neighbors. Meet you halfway? 😉❤️
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I would love that… 😉
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We used to have an old Ford pickup just like the one pictured above. That was a great truck. Back when I was alive and free circa my 30’s.
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I bet you’d love to have one that’s restored. I wouldn’t mind one either. 🙂
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I wanted to restore it back then, but I had no money for it. I had to sell it when we moved from Idaho to Nevada. We had a new F150, so the old F250 had to go.
I also had a 1950 F1. I partially restored it before giving it to my younger brother who continued the project and then sold it too. I wish I could have fully restored that one.
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Do you think you’ll ever give it another shot?
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Probably not. Now I’m just restoring my current drive, but since it is newer, they call it maintenance. 😉
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Lol… 😉
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