Of Friendships
Health-giving, the goodness
Of this fruit.
What sweet does constitute
A girl's friends.
Too long, hung out to rot
For neglect
Were left, how many, hand?
Heart, as bare!
Your world-orchard's warm-faced share
Still reject.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment