In contention and collusion we find warp and weft

Knitted and knotted, bound from different skiens

We are a garment worn and torn, rent and mended

Finally left frayed and threadbare and comfortable



A four line poem about: friendship.


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4 Responses to Friends

  1. akamonsoon says:

    Doug, you are really a talented writer. This is great.

  2. kimkiminy says:

    Very nice. You are so talented!

  3. LBeeeze says:

    You definitely ARE a very talented writer!!

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