Good Friends Just Show Up Anyway
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCCDLXXXIV)
They text me that they’re near, I say come through,
And put the kettle on. The couch’s a mess
From cats, of course—but good friends never stress
About that stuff. They bring cream for the brew,
Some snack we’ll both enjoy. No plans, just true
Companionship. We talk, or sit wordless.
They help me do the dishes, more or less,
And laugh at all the little things we do.
Like, I forgot I left the tea to steep
Too long again. \"It\'s fine!\"—they always smile.
I lend them socks, they help me fold the heap
Of laundry I ignored a good long while.
It’s not about the big things. LORD, You keep
Us rich in love that lasts through every mile.
09Aug25a