A Sonnet to a Friend of a Kind, Wise Person.
Do you know someone who is really wise,
Whose every spoken word brings welcome light?
…and this without even trying is polite?
Who rarely seeks anyone to advise,
And whose beautiful voice sings sweet delight?
Almost every project comes out all right
Without going for more needed supplies?
Well, let me tell you, my fortunate friend,
That I thank God not many abound.
…although many I know do so pretend!
They find it hard for mere souls to befriend.
I find them little fun to be around
Also too much energy to attend.
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