It’s easy to be with someone,
When they’re on the mountaintop
When happiness or fortune,
Doesn’t seem to stop.
But when a fall or stumble,
Brings us to the ground,
Who’s with us in the valley,
As we look around?
When I faltered, when I failed,
When I cried out in despair,
When I thought no one was left,
I looked, and you were there
Brandon Ellrich, Writer/Author/Poet 
There is good truth in your lovey poem. These are the deep connections in our lives. Nicely penned.
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This is great. Not sure if it was intended but the visual flow of the poem liked like falling which was a nice touch.
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I always think about this. Who my people are when the chips are down. When I had postpartum depression I didn’t keep in touch with any of my friends. But for a whole year, one particular friend still stayed in touch with me. She gave me the benefit of the doubt that it was for a time, a season, and reason. I try to do the same for others and remember that experience.
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Beautifully done. It reminds me of our conversation last night
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Wonderful poem, Brandon. Fair weather friends is what my grandmother called people who claimed to be friends when the chips were up and disappeared when the chips were down. True friends are those who ride our storms out with us. 🙂
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That’s beautifully said, Brandon. It is easy to be there when everything is working out, but when things fall apart, it takes a caring heart to be around.
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Thank you. I wish we all could have a friend who is with us in all situations.
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Me too, Brandon:)
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