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Friend Ship
by Tony WhitakerFriendship is
the ship that sails
cruising
this callous course
of life
never daunted
by the gusty gales
blowing bitter winds
of strife
So if someone
calls you friend
today
revere this
sloop with pride
for never
may one ask in life
than a mate
through changing tides
12/04/2007 Author's Note: Such a major rewrite of a previous poem that I am deleting the old and submitting as a new poem! Ahoy mateys!
Posted on 12/04/2007
Copyright © 2024 Tony Whitaker
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| Posted by A. Paige White on 12/04/07 at 09:31 PM To quote Chelle, this gave me the "warm fuzzies". As chilly as it's been here lately, that's a prized feeling to boast! (she grumbles...as she eyes the vent duct that da boss is currently chillin her with.... grrrr buncha darn polar bears, runnin the A/C in December) |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 12/05/07 at 12:45 AM beautiful, Tony and well said... ahoy! |
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