Hullo,
gentle friend of few words
your much silence is heard
it did me much good
You have been an anchor
to my tossing boats without a sailor
and a lot I cannot proof
a trustful companion,
my shadow
a treasured union,
a light to my dying embers; be aglow
thou art my amor and an amor bearer
indeed you have made me better
you poured your very last
in my waiting vessel
so my ship can run past
all of earthly hassle
your love's pure as the honey
collected by bees
Precious than money
yet a gift for free
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- Comment from author about the poem: To a true friend; a great gift
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Great write
appreciate
You're welcome
I love your poem and enjoyed reading the third stanza. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Thanks and appreciate
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