Comfortable Beings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Comfortable Beings



Going out to eat after an exciting game of softball is quite
a treat.

Enjoying the joking, talking and friendship of a neat group
of people is well worthwhile.

They are each of them individuals, with their own style,
yet all are one in the giving of themselves in conversation.

Eating pizza, drinking soda, swapping stories and smiling,
shows the caring given each one by the others.

Looking forward to each week when we'll meet again, slipping
into our comfortable coat of friends.

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