Friendship's smile is often dry
for behind a warmth doth lie
No need for gifts of shining gold
What value do these hold ?
Gifts seek a return
and wise men discern
Return then is not
and that's the giver's lot
Friendship's smile need not be dry
for behind a warmth doth lie
A gift though barely touching strife
the token of a life
No return is sought
'Tis not even thought
but friendship is got
and that's the giver's lot
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Pontefract, 4th April 1966
Publications
1967 Tait's Quarterly (UK)
1976 MEETINGS AT THE MOOR'S EDGE (West Kirkby, Headland)
1990 The Third Half (UK)
1992 Alternative (USA)
No comments:
Post a Comment