Thank You for Thieves, True friends
A poem from a thief to a true friend
If I could steal away your sorrow
Like a thief you never met
If I could sneak your pain into my dark pocket
For you to forget
I would run to my cavern, cloaked in the night
With no torch for you to follow
Leave behind, all my light
To bathe the ache in your heart
Until it was again free
And never would you know
another misery
Like a thief, I would rob you
Over and over again
Of that which would take joy
From you, my true friend.
-Iscedit LJK
LEA KELLEY SAYING THANK YOU FOR... 
I think it’s wonderful!
Beautiful Lea.
You captured something flowing through my heart…and I will need to send this on to 3 very special friends. Why is it that so many people are hurting right now?
It’s time to get out my paints and ribbons and beads or tiny shells or whatever tidbits and treasures look right…just to decorate your beautiful words, and to send them on.
I feel like I should have written this myself. This one may inspire me to drop this boring inertia routine and find my creative will.
It’s perfect. I wouldn’t change a single word.
that’s a beautiful sentiment.
The hero bandit. This really strikes a chord, because I’ve heard two very good people say something similar to a friend in pain, recently, and you could tell, the way they said it that it was meant. They would be that thief, if they could.
I have a friend who is going through many deep waters of sorrow (swelling over her all through 2008). I emailed her this poem that you wrote… (told her you were the author). It was just a beautiful way to reach out. Thank you for sharing this here!