Friendly Faces Poem by Lamar Cole

Friendly Faces



He was from New York City and wasn't use to so many friendly faces.
And being able to find readily available parking places.
He had made his way to a small town.
Where there were more smiles than frowns.
Where the air was so fresh and clean.
And people were more friendly than mean.

Friday, December 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: face,people,places
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Practicing Poetess 28 December 2018

I hope he decided to stay for awhile! A great little poem, and quite refreshing!

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