Sometimes I wonder just who are my friends..
As I look at the outcome of truth in the end..
Some caring, some daring, some loving and kind...
Some cute , some frail, some bold,
some just pretend ..
Some feisty, some brutal, some
tell it like it is..
Others lie to your face as they
talk of your biz..
I'd rather be truthful and be honest than not..
But boy do they squirm when finally they're caught..
In deception, conception they're
caught up in strife..
To tell a tall story that cuts
like a knife..
How painful to watch them when
tales they believe..
Are as truthful as unicorn's..
when their lies were conceived..
I prefer my friends to be honest
I never have to worry if their words are construed..
Say it like it, to be forth right
Forever together our friendship
We built a foundation on friendship and love..
Carried away to heaven on the wings of a dove..
( this poem was tweaked an reworded..
Can not remember if I ever put it here on nethugs
So ya see it again ... Tweaked version )