Wanted Friend
I need someone to talk ,
To join me and walk.
Joy would be all she'll say,
As she joins me to play.
It's she I'll call for,
As I ask for more.
The joy would be long,
When we sing our song.
I need a friend,
Whose love won't end.
With whom I'll be free,
And who'll stand by me.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Unbreakable Heart | 0 | 01/11/2012 |
| A Fly's Thoughts. | 0 | 07/07/2010 |
| Someone Cares | 0 | 07/07/2010 |
| Strength to Endure | 1 | 07/07/2010 |
| My Comforter | 0 | 07/07/2010 |
| Farewell Dear | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
| Home | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
| My Real Friend | 0 | 07/26/2009 |
| Wanted Friend | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
| Who I Am | 1 | 05/10/2009 |
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