Friend Till The End
The boss is angry,
the spouse is grouchy,
& cranky are those
children of mine!
But I can pick up the phone
and call you, my friend.
You'll put your life on hold
just to hear me whine!
I know that need is the
mother of friendship!
And mothering is something
we know how to do!
For no matter how much
we have on our plates
we always see each
other through.
Whether our troubles
are small or tall,
I know I can count on
you till the end.
Because it's never
a chore to be
right by that door
because you are
my dearest friend!
Thank you for caring!
Poetry written by Janet Spivey, 2009
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