Friend
For those people that are always there for us but whom we never seem to acknowledge or appreciate enough. I just thought that with Thanksgiving coming up, such people should have a bit of recognition
I have entitled this little poem as simply
Friend
What do I see when I look at you
I see the bright sun shining through
A cloudless sky of azure blue
A lovely rose that’s sprung anew
I see a friend that’s always true
I see pure love reflected too
And I see you smile like you always do
So what do I feel when I think of you
I feel so grateful, I have you!
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