My friend

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  • Happiness

    My friend

    My friend the bird
    Comes every day,
    With sun or rain,
    Gush wind or snow
    He’s here to sing
    No matter what.

    He makes me feel
    Happy all day.
    “Thank you, my friend
    For being there
    When I feel blue,
    Angry or sad.

    If I feel sick
    You lift my heart,
    If I feel joy
    You’re there to share
    Your lovely song
    For me to enjoy.”

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    gregaone commented on My friend

    07-22-2009

    nice and simple..not super descriptive..sometimes life gives us simple pleasures and thats all we need

    JEAGLEFEATHER commented on My friend

    01-03-2009

    A nice poem. Very positive and uplifting.

    Nebiyah71 commented on My friend

    12-25-2008

    Thank you for your words. They were refreshing.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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