Friends Poem by Eric Pennington
Friends
I try so hard,
Yet it still come short.
I have good intentions to help,
I try to talk, even exhort.
Yet you brush it away as it were nothing,
but to me, it was something.
I pour my heart out to you,
and yet you still say 'what do I do? '
But This I promise you as a friend,
I will always be here, even unto the end.
Come what may,
I am here to stay.
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4/25/2024 3:05:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
friends are good. good friends make it all worth while.