Stevie Smith

(20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 / Kingston upon Hull)

The Pleasures Of Friendship - Poem by Stevie Smith

The pleasures of friendship are exquisite,
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend, we walk on the grass,
And the hours and moments like minutes pass.


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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/18/2014 12:58:00 PM)

    This short piece describes how beautifully perfect it is when spending the day with a beloved friend. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points P W (5/1/2007 4:01:00 AM)

    In 4 lines we have a description of friendship that reeks of truth (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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