Egos

What a feeling of sad despair When friendship disappears in thin air Sometimes when having a laugh It's taken as a serious gaffe But they come in various sizes Almost always wear disguises Some quite large some small Others have none at all It's obvious why some don't see How they bruise so easily They've been hidden oh so well Simply it's hard to tell If you feel that you've been slighted By a friend who is always delighted One should have confidence To know it's not an offense A true friend is always a friend They're beside you right to the end If their circle of friends extends You should be happy for them But life is full of choices So if listening to shouldered voices Friends will be there when needed Long after the voices have receded an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner