with the wrath of God, I heap on you
and like the trooper that you are,
replies with insight and spiritual thoughts
you listen quietly, talking me through
these fallacious ideas and my blue hues
building me up, never letting me down
leave me smiling, when I'm finally done
you complement, never criticize
and in these matters, you are wise
what other friend would stick around?
you totally rock, I'm your biggest fan
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License