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Aphasia Poems by Chris Ireland

My Anchors

My friends are my anchors,
do not judge, just there!

My friends are my keys.
out from isolation, from exile!
We have fun  together,
even when confidence goes.
My friends are my anchors!

Hard Work

No speech is not everybody cup of  tea!
Old friends came to my home           
but could not talk to  them,          
was horrondous, enormous  effect.         
HARD WORK!          
Doesn't see them too much,         
they are busy with everything,       
That is HARD WORK too!

Two   Ways!

Two demensions, my friends and me,
Friendship is not only about me.
Two  ways!
They talk seventy percent and I talk thirty percent!
Friends can
open up everything to you,
to the darker side.
But love share humour
laughter together
We have a vision, so THANK YOU



The Kaleidoscope

       
Friendships is constantly  changing, 
some before and some  after,                    
different......... 
New  friends,            
new, new, new  people                 
slowly,  slowly,                 
fainting,  faintly,          
as fast friends, sharing and  bonding,           
as a painting, that is never finished.........

Missing and Finding


As a child. lost and found,
to the naked core of you,
to lead a  simple life
but growing to different person.

Friends as paths from the
family protective net to outside.

So what I am?

Communication

To try and reach out,
as together.......

Enchance friends, not only is communication,
other ways, as just
walking,

Just together......

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