Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts

We’re Gonna Be Friends


Norman Rockwell
A Scholarly Pace

We’re Gonna Be Friends

Fall is here, hear the yell

Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends

Walk with me Susie Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
And look at all the bugs we've found
Safely walk to school without a sound
Safely walk to school without a sound

Here we are no one else
We walk to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now it's time to learn
We clean up and now it's time to learn

Numbers letters learn to spell
Nouns and books and show and tell
Play time we will throw the ball
Back to class through the hall
Teacher marks our height against the wall
Teacher marks our height against the wall

And we don't notice any time pass
We don't notice anything
We sit side by side in every class
Teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes the way you sing

Tonight I'll dream while I’m in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
That you and I will walk together again
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Yes I can tell that we are gonna be friends

~ The White Stripes ~

An Old Song


Pablo Picasso
The Old Blind Guitarist

An Old Song

If only
I may have,
at death,
a friend's hand
laid upon
my forehead.

~ Tomaz Salamun ~

Is My Team Ploughing?


David Burliuk
Peasant Working in a Field

Is My Team Ploughing?

"Is my team ploughing,
That I was used to drive
And hear the harness jingle
When I was man alive?"

Ay, the horses trample,
The harness jingles now;
No change though you lie under
The land you used to plough.

"Is football playing
Along the river shore,
With lads to chase the leather,
Now I stand up no more?"

Ay, the ball is flying,
The lads play heart and soul;
The goal stands up, the keeper
Stands up to keep the goal.

"Is my girl happy,
That I thought hard to leave,
And has she tired of weeping
As she lies down at eve?"

Ay, she lies down lightly,
She lies not down to weep,
Your girl is well contented.
Be still, my lad, and sleep.

"Is my friend hearty,
Now I am thin and pine,
And has he found to sleep in
A better bed than mine?"

Yes, lad, I lie easy,
I lie as lads would choose;
I cheer a dead man's sweetheart,
Never ask me whose.

~ A. E. Housman ~

Suicide


Edouard Manet
Le Suicide

Suicide

Let me bleed away my pain,
Melt away from all my fears.
These wounds get deeper as I go,
I've chocked back all my tears.
The hurt inside my darkest dreams,
Shows through my stone cold eyes.
To open them would tear my soul,
For half the night I waste in sighs.
Suicide is my only friend,
To help me through my tasks.
Suicide is the only friend,
To let me forget my past.
I do not ask for many things,
So of you I ask this;
Will suicide be my only friend?
Or will you save me from this misery?

~ Sarah Ghawi ~

To You


Jill Rupinski

To You

Let us twain walk aside from the rest;

Now we are together privately, do you discard ceremony,
Come!
Vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—

Tell me the whole story,
Tell me what you would not tell
your brother, wife, husband, or physician.

~ Walt Whitman ~