Telva D. Bolkcom
My Old Friend
Sometimes it's just being there,
that makes you, my old friend.
Someone who won't give up on me,
when I think I've reached the end. When I am sad and lonely,
and I don't know what to do.
You like me just the way I am,
and always pull me through. If I talk of all my secrets,
I know you'll never tell.
You always listen quietly,