Sometimes I think of a friend.
Who I always care for in the end.
It doesn’t matter if it’s months or years
I know that friend will dry my tears.
Days go by.. they often do.
Then I smile when I think of you.
So call, text or email that friend right now.
And tell them that you love them somehow.
Archive for April, 2009
A Friend
Posted in Poetry on April 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
