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Laying down on the grass In the middle of the night Beside me a wine glass And above me the sky shinning by the moon ligh tI was starring at the sky And nothing corrupted the silence And nothing was heard nor a deep reply And I was hypnotized by the sky’s clearance

Nothing interfered the silence of the night Except the wolves voices Under the nights sky which was so bright And their echoes were of different choices As I was laying down in that silence My thoughts didn’t have patience They started flowing in my mind As if they were hiding in somewhere behind I started thinking about my friends Especially about who are close friends Are they true friends? Or they only pretend to be my friends? Would they be there for me Whenever I need them? Or they would just leave me Alone when I am in deep need for them? Would they directly leave me If some troubles took place between them and me? And my mind was wondering As the morning started glowing To bed I carried my body And forgot what was running in my mind since I was in a hurry I didn’t think that any of my friends would leave me If they had a small problem with me And few days passed away And I was shocked that my ideas where happening in a different way I had a small problem with a friend And be directly drew away from his hand He left me alone and went away And ended our friendship in his own way I tried to talk to him In order to fix things up I was totally ignored by him As if he is telling me to shut up Did we have a true friendship? Or we only had a shallow friendship? Through eight years, to me were you a true friend? Or you were just pretending to be my friend? Just remember the times that together we spent May be to you nothing it meant But to me it meant that there was a true friend with me So that whenever I needed someone’s help, you my friend won’t leave me I tried my best so that our friendship won’t end But what can I do if you don’t want to be my friend Maybe you are a good actor Who fully played the role written by the author And when the role reached the end You just didn’t want to be my friend And you took our small trouble that came As a reason so that you won’t be the one to be blamed And now when my words have reached the end Let me tell you my dear friend I wish you all the best in your life And I will always remember that once you passed in my life

Antoun Boustani

A.E.B.

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