Friends
Like the morning dawn friends are there.
To brighten that bitter night before.
When you’re lost at sea they help you ashore.
When you’re a pain in their ass.
They tell you what you need to hear.
And you know it is sincere.
When the worst of the worst crashes onto you.
And you feel alone in the cold and dark.
They are your bulwark.
When you are in trouble you know.
They will lend their hand.
And pull you clear of that wasteland.
When everyone else goes their own way.
Fleeing to the beltway.
That friend will stay.
Yours forever.
Copyright © Michael Walker | Year Posted 2013
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