Friday, June 21, 2013

I love people who are real,
Who would never steal,
Who look you in the eye,
And are not afraid to cry.






People who are not phony,
Who don't throw you baloney,
Who don't say they're coming at 7,
And then show up at 11.

Who keep the promises they've made,
And don't relax in the shade,
While I'm working hard outdoors,
And they're in the land of snores.

Who pay back money they owe,
That they begged for years ago,
Now they act like I'm stealing from them,
When I ask for it back, again.

People who listen when I talk,
And are not looking 'round  to gawk,
At everyone who passes by,
Cause I am such a boring guy.

Who never need to top my stories,
With all their fortune, fame and glories,
Who treat me as an equal guy,
Instead of looking down their eye.

I know it's an impossible dream,
But things aren't always as they seem,
Impossible dreams sometimes come true,
Because I have found this friend in you!

2 comments:

  1. Oh wow this is sooooooooo sweet says the gal on the pink bike.Greeeeeaaaat poem.:0)

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    1. If only everybody was as sweet as you, Yellow Rose!
      Thanks, sweetheart!
      Danny

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