Friends

We went out for breakfast,

My friend and I,

Leaving children and husband behind,

(To see what they could find . . .)

Getting up in the wee hours of day

Were we crazy or what?

No, just trying not to get that way . . .

It helps . . . friends do care,

Our joys and sorrows they share . . . .

I am blessed!!!

One Response to “Friends”

  1. matt Says:

    Hey, I c u still write some poetry … hope all is going well for you guys in MN.

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