I'm not sure how I did that. If anything, this friend has helped me out! I can't talk about it particularly, but some time ago she put herself on the line to rescue me from an awful situation. I don't think even she knows what she did, though I did thank her. She's quite awesome like that.
That's the power of friends though. Many of mine are like superheroes to me: lifting me up when I feel a bit down, invisibly listening when I'm a bit grumpy and able to see my situation with the kind of laser-focus I sorely lack when I'm right in the middle of it. Some join in with my quizzes and humour my quirky love of the English language; some risk enormous frustration to do some songwriting with me, and some just have the courage to tell me when I'm being a flippant hypocrite on facebook. And they know (I hope) that I would do exactly the same for any of them.
They're very important to me. I expect I'll mention them a lot.
Anyway, in the spirit of superhero chums, I've constructed a poem about friendship. Enjoy:
The Fantastic Four
I've got a friend called Sci-Fi Nick
He travels through time on a pogo stick
I met him at the zoo on an afternoon
But he didn't meet me till the following June
I've got a friend called Batman Stan
He dresses up in costume whenever he can
I met him by the swings at the local park
But he rushed off home 'cos he didn't like the dark
I've got a friend called Invisible Jo
She has to be the funniest of friends I know
She suddenly appeared during Freshers' Week
And it turns out she's a champion at hide and seek
Together we're spotted everywhere we go
Me, Nick and Stan and Invisible Jo
Some people tell us we are the Fantastic Four
But we're just happy knowing that's what friends are for.
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