There is more than one type of friend.
Leave home and see who is still there.
There are the passers by who say hi to you in the square
and the ones who tell you they care
The friends who believe everything is unfair
These consistent people who love to compare
The fareweathered and the answered prayers
Which are you?
Do you love unconditionally or walk away freely?
Confide or hide?
Where does our friendship lie?
Six feet under or high in the skies?
©katherine
K