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In one night:


I found how good of a friend I was,
acting on a simple invitation.
I watched the kids play,
helping us sing in their own incantation.

When the fun was done,
and the kids had their fun.
When their night came to an end,
ours had just begun.

We danced to songs new,
and played games old.
We enjoyed the clear night air,
though some of us were quite cold.

I found my ability to stand and listen,
to be able to offer my advice.
I was there to catch the playful punch,
as my laser light broke the ice.

I was the friend to offer shelter,
for I had none to offer myself.
I was there to catch her tears of longing,
as I myself do, lacking belonging.

I was there to be the shield,
taking a hit for being that friend.
To be the one to hold back my anger,
turning to words instead.

For friends are there to be our way,
to light our way through even the light of day.