This Little Friend

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  • CailOfTarnak
  • Cail is at the start of his story just begining with many changes to come

This Little Friend

I have a little friend,
His name unknown yet known to all.

I know this little friend,
I can hear him speak and call.

I can't see my little friend,
He can be felt and but still seen through.

This I have a little friend,
He tells me what I need to do.

He is the news my little friend,
He tells me dangers near and far.

He is a perfect little friend,
He tells me good and wrong and helps me reach the bar.

This little friend is great,
In help he's never late.

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

CailOfTarnak’s Poems (9)

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