Eunice Tietjens

(1884-1944 / United States / Chicago)

Old Friendship - Poem by Eunice Tietjens

Beautiful and rich is an old friendship,
Grateful to the touch as ancient ivory,
Smooth as aged wine, or sheen of tapestry
Where light has lingered, intimate and long.
Full of tears and warm is an old friendship
That asks no longer deeds of gallantry,
Or any deed at all - save that the friend shall be
Alive and breathing somewhere, like a song.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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