I can’t wait for the hour
At the end of the week
So I can spend time with
My five minute friends

We share stories of hope
About our confused lives.
Being taught coping skills
To know wrong from right.  

We talk about deep feelings ,
We all start to love.
We thank God himself
From the heavens above.

I call this a kinship,
A great understanding,
Of how we all think
To know we’re not damaged.

I thank you all for showing up
During the snow or the sun,
When we’re been silent with tears
Or loud from the fun.

What would I do at the hour
At the end of the week
If I couldn’t spend time with
My five minute friends.

-written by-
Lani Gesch
May 1,2018