Friends
My bowl is soiled or clean
Friends don't bother about that
They keep dropping
Rhododendrons reassuring
A torch against the night
Raindrops in the summer
A lamp to read the needs
Walking side by side
In the poetry soup he
Never fails me cognitively
Holding the impartial candle
From silence towards eloquence
June 24, 2018
For Qualities You Admire in Friends -- Prizes from first through third Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
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