There for me always,
Not uncritical but fair.
Without prejudice or slight,
Ever honest and just.
Happy to comfort, to kiss me, to hold me.
A jewel among the pebbles to treasure and hold tight.
Never careless.
My friend.
(A teacher... but who... I shall tell all on the Friday before Half-Term... It's a really beautiful poem though, whoever the poet is. It made me think about a friend I should call or even surprise with a letter. What about you?)
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