Inspired by My Dog Tray written by Leonard Clark located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
All my days I never had a friend that was true
With the passing of the time it dawned clear that none would turn the cheek and slash my back
A friend is true for he stands at watch saying none nay I know not nothing at all for a friend involves none but the self
Love is the clue if you understand me for a friend’s sacrifice all with finesse of a surgeon’s thrust of exacting flavor
A friend is the sword through a needle’s eye for they quiet quiet a step as she pass
Watchful watchful she is all time through night day she monitors safety quick as flight
Like a mirage she wants all to know that this is a façade and untrue it is not happening it is a dream a reoccurring day nightmare
Believe not for prove it is the guess for a friend knows the way
By
Felicia McCaw
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