Friend Poem by Marla Smith

I sit under this tree
This tree as seen a lot more then I have
I’m not get any younger
Either is this tree
I think about the trees life
And I think how lonely it must be
Staying in the same place
Year after year
Just sitting there
No one to talk to
No one to share the moments with
No friends
The best I can do
Is give the people who don’t have friends
A friend
Someone they can trust
Someone like you
Thanks for being a great friend