The other good thing,
Which happened this week,
For I’m feeling now…
A little disingenuous,
βWas a good friend,
Became a great friend;
I’ll admit,
I was slightly hesitant,
Because of the let-downs,
Of recent times;
But what the hell,
I only live once,
And I’ll again, jinx myself,
But…
This is that rare friend,
Whom you can’t possibly offend,
And who matches, in turn,
Your generous openness;
A friend equal in wit,
In emotional sensitivity,
And ability to get through it,
When times are…
An impossibility;
An ability to laugh,
And seek distraction in humour,
Finding the good points,
Whilst maintaining full honour;
What’s more,
They’re that rare person,
Whom stirs within me,
The full force of my humour,
Which is awesome indeed…
And it’s so healthy,
For our ongoing mentality;
So long may it continue,
I will if you do,
Only glad to help you,
I enjoy your company π.
πͺ
That is wonderful , Robin π
I really liked this poem!
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Thanks so much Margie! Reading it back today, I did like it a lot too π. π
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There is nothing better than making new friends – other than when you can make new friends who compliment and bring out the best in you π π
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Damn right! ππ
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β€ π
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Hahaha, I like it! π
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