my poetry for friend

I SOMETIMES THINK THAT I COULD BE ALONE

I sometimes think that I could be alone:
Really alone, with neither God nor friends.
The people near me then might well be stone:
Just faces on a frieze that never ends 

And I would travel in my mind towards death,
A world within a world sealed like a tomb.
My thoughts would be as silent as my breath,
And, like my breath, expire at my doom.
 

Such thoughts would make me shudder, were not you
A world where I may enter and find rest.
A rock gives way within, and I walk through
To be in laughing eyes a welcome guest.
 

Thank God I have you, friend, that I might stay
And be as I could be no other way.

poetry

My family is someone who is precious to me
they have always supported me in a state of happy and sad
I was raised by them
and now I feel the real meaning of life because they
I could not repay them, but I will always pray for them that they may always be happy in this world and get what they want
I thank my family,,,,,
I will always love and miss you all
by : annisa amalia
for :my family.