Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

The Leal - Poem by Dorothy Parker

The friends I made have slipped and strayed,
And who's the one that cares?
A trifling lot and best forgot-
And that's my tale, and theirs.

Then if my friendships break and bend,
There's little need to cry
The while I know that every foe
Is faithful till I die.

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  • Rookie Blue angel Florida (8/25/2007 6:28:00 PM)

    Lovely to find a tribute to friendship named upon my family. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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