True FriendA Poem by windtalker1252These days true friends and old vine Difficult to find
There are those with who I hang out with drink & dine But are they the ones who I can call a freind of mine
They were not the ones whowhere there when I had a broken heart Or share the a laugh at Homer & Bart
A true friend is the kinds for whom I would ride miles Gift a bottle of cheap rum and still make her smile
© 2011 windtalker1252Author's Note
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