-MY INVISIBLE FRIEND-
My invisible friends come to me
in the darkness of the night
To make my life more cheerful
and make it seem alright.
They'll sneak into my bedroom
with much more cheerful banter
Bringing with them lots of smiles
displayed with random candor.
We talk about the world at length
the subject-it may change
But I never tire of talking of these
things that don't seem strange.
They don't really know me
And I've never seen their face
But we get behind a little screen
to escape this old rat race.
It must have been a blessing
Cause to me it brought a smile
Just a small amount of friendship
To make this old world worthwhile.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
By Ms. Caroline
© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is so sweet....thing is, invisible friends are normally associated with children....but grown up people have them too...they make us happy, more cheerful, as you said. :)