Real Good Friend Poem by Mark Curtis

How would i class, a real good friend to me
someone who’s friendship, is given for free?

No need to ask them, if i’m in the right,
i know when i am, their lips will stay tight.

If down the wrong path, i happen to stray,
without hesitation, a loud voice would say.

Nothing expected, in the background they blend,
will always appear, when there’s something to mend.

One that can hear, when there’s hurt in your voice,
will offer their help, but it’s always your choice.

Subjects of taboo, in them can confide,
never will surface, in them you can hide.

And honest you know, when you look in their eye,
their words are sincere, you know they don’t lie.

Would cover your back, right up to the end,
now that’s what I would class, a real good friend.


copyright 2009 Mark Curtis