Friend Poem by Jean Valentine

Friend

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Friend I need your hand every morning
but anger and beauty and hope
these roses make one rose.
Friend I need a hand every evening
but anger and hope and beauty
are three roses
that make one rose.
Let's fix our bed it's in splinters
and I want to stay all year.
Let's fix our bed it's in splinters
and I want to stay all year.
Did you hear what that woman on Grafton Street was saying?
You won't be killed today.
We don't even know we're born

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 29 March 2016

Intriguing. I like intriguing. It makes me think. It makes me explore. Thinking and exploring expands our horizons which is a great by-product of literature.

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Babatunde Aremu 05 March 2014

Nice poem, I like it. Keep on writing

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