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
written byLesbia Harford
© Lesbia Harford