The Pleasures Of Friendship

The pleasures of friendship are exquisite,
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend, we walk on the grass,
And the hours and moments like minutes pass.

by Stevie Smith

Comments (3)

Such a sweet and lovely poem for the tree, thumbs up! Nicely rhymed! Viva trees.
Ideal poem for children.... an apt dedication for the little ones on Children's day!
it is well said and well it