Sometimes I think God has his days
For being friends.
He says: 'Forgive my careless ways.
No one pretends
I'm always kind; but for today
Do let's be friends.'
And grudgingly I make reply,
'Nice sort of friends.
I think it's time you had a try
To make amends
For things you've done; but after all
Suppose we're friends.'
A Deity
Lesbia Harford
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Poem topics: god, sometimes, time, today, forgive, suppose, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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