'True Friend' Poem by Linda Winchell

A true friend can visit unannounced
Like a cat unexpected
On its prey does pounce.

No phone call needed to announce you’ve arrived
Just a friend who’s stopped
And graciously…then invited inside.

Offered a cup of coffee…
Or maybe to eat.
A real friend is that to me
Which can’t be beat.

No real need for much pomp and circumstance
No need to perform…that nervous
“Saint-Vedas” dance.
Just two or more friends…sharing a day
While driving by…who maybe just stopped to pray.