inspirational poetry

stand here by my side
friend, whose smile has come to be
storm
in the cloud-gray mornings
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
this is the song of youth
she said
where shall i find you
still thirteen years
i gazed upon the glorious sky
braided and woven
green afternoon serene and bright
it was the autumn of the year