The Friend

You’re there, whenever needed.

I don’t have to ask, you just give.

You don’t complain when I call.

You listen.

I sent a text,

asking for help.

An hour later, you pulled in the driveway.

What can I do?

Those were your words.

You stopped your life,

to help me fix mine.

I can never thank you enough,

but that’s O.K.

You don’t want thanks.

You do what you do,

because you’re the friend.

No repayment needed.

Put your friendship on my tab.

The friend.

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