Lesbia Harford

(1891 - 1927 / Australia)

A Deity - Poem by Lesbia Harford

Sometimes I think God has his days
For being friends.
He says: 'Forgive my careless ways.
No one pretends
I'm always kind; but for today
Do let's be friends.'
And grudgingly I make reply,
'Nice sort of friends.
I think it's time you had a try
To make amends
For things you've done; but after all
Suppose we're friends.'


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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