A Poem for My Best Friend
I wrote a poem for my best friend for her 30th birthday this year and wanted to share it with you in case you wanted to share it with “your person.”
“I believe there are no random meetings in our lives—that everyone we touch, who touches us, has been put in our path for a reason. The briefest encounter can open a door, or heal a wound, or close a circle that was started long before your birth.” — Susanna Kearsley, Every Secret Thing
This is why I love my best friend: She's the kind of person who walks into the room and says, “Here we are!”
I know how blessed I am to have this kind of a friend, one who hears and sees; not everyone has that. Best friendship is a blessing. I do think, though, that no matter how old we get, there's always room for that kind of real connection.
Beautiful people don’t just exist—they are everywhere. You never know when you’ll run into someone who makes you remember what love really means.
If every relationship was first grounded in friendship, the world would be a brighter place.
In honor of the girl who has heard and seen me through the hardest, darkest moments of my life, who's helped me become a friend to myself, this poem. A "thank you." An "I love you."
And if you want to celebrate your person with poetry, go visit my shop for prints of handwritten poems and other words of hope and heart. Your BFF will love it.
A Poem for My Best Friend
Sitting here, no words seem right because
I’m trying to bottle into words
What you’ve meant to me in
All these seasons of my life.
You have been every color and shade of
Every kind of medicine for a soul.
Your heart has helped mine to remember
How to be whole.
When I thought it was the end,
You helped me figure out
How to start again.
Let me tell you who you are
To someone who loves
Everything you are:
You are Grace embodied, and
Even if you have tears in your eyes,
Grace would look like you.
Even when you forget who you are,
I know your truth, and
If you asked me how I knew,
I’d have tears in my eyes
Trying to bottle into words
Everything you’ve given and
Everything you’ve been.
If I were to offer one word to describe you,
There is no hesitation and only affirmation:
Above all else,
You are love without end —
The kind that sometimes shows up as Grace
On an old friend’s doorstep,
The kind with no conditions that walks in
For tea but leaves you with so much more.
The only kind of love that really exists:
This is what you’ve been to me, and
If you ever forget your name,
Just ask me:
I would know.
. . .
Which part of this poem is your favorite?
Tell me in the comments. I read every single one, and I’d love to know!
Be someone who reminds someone else what love really means.
Comments on this post (3)
Can you help me write a poem for my best friend?
Keep writing and keep reading :)
— Jennifer Williamson
I wana b a Poet can u help me plz
— Nice poem