My Friends Poem by Jim Yerman

I have this wonderful bouquet of friends…all as different as night and day…
Some of my friends pray to their God…while others…to a different God they pray.

Some of my friends don' t believe in God at all…Can you imagine that!
Some of my friends are old, some young…some thin, some bald, some fat.

Some of my friends come from other countries…speak different languages…wear different dress.
Some of my friends make more money than me…and some, I imagine, make less.

Some of my friends love other friends who happen to be the same sex.
Some of my friends eat meat…and some of my friends still write checks!

Some of my friends are different colors…read different books…watch different movies and TV…
Some of my friends love to soar across the sky…some love to sail the sea…

And I have to admit…I love every one of my friends…
I love each one like a sister or a brother…
I only hope, for the sake of world…
my friends can learn to love one other.