Thoughts on Life and other Nonsense

Friend is a word, that is often never heard.

It may be said, but the meaning is dead.

If I could just ask, for one simple task.

I’d restore the meaning, and give friend a cleaning.

It would be loving, caring, not shoving.

Take it how you want, but I’m not here to flaunt.

I do not use a friend, I’d rather try to mend,

the problems that we’ve had, instead of being mad.

But I’m feeling alone, with no one on the phone.

Who else wants this, a simple friendly bliss?