Simon Collins


Old Friend - Poem by Simon Collins

Comfort casts its light
from your eyes to mine
long and lost
your words in easy time
how long's it been
months, even years
since I called you broken
man to man with tears
old friend you are the gold
in threads that bind
life's cloth together
when our love's unwind
the hearth has it's welcome
we will talk of deeds of men
brother there's a place for you
come and sit my old friend


Comments about Old Friend by Simon Collins

  • (6/7/2012 1:46:00 AM)


    A magnifient poem! A great tribute to loyal unending friendship.You the most wonderful poet! Thank you (Report) Reply

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  • Heather Wilson (6/3/2012 12:24:00 PM)


    Old friends are always the best to depend on, so well said. (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2012 7:24:00 PM)


    in the end, all that remains, the companionship of old friends! (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2012 2:24:00 PM)


    A wonderful poem, like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012



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