922 - Your Friend

May 16, 2020

A poem - Your Friend.

Shadows are gone, disappered from sight
by the growing of the night

What should I do? Where should I go?
These things, how can I know?

Coconuts, papayas, mongoes, and bananas
They'll never abandon us.

As those and the wind and the rain will never end
I will always be your loving friend.