Friend Under The Carpet Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

I did not respect my round friend adequately
Also has forgotten that he everywhere was with me...
Long expected which the sweet minute under a carpet,
To prove to me friendship and fidelity, the turn waited...

Also has come last night this long-awaited evening...
Unexpectedly two atmosphere to winds was gone...
I almost cried... But rejoiced for, my modest friend...
At last, flying on highway, true friend my-spare tyre...