With friends like you I hold on tight
In a world in which I must fight:
And every day I wonder why
I don’t just crumple up and cry!

To keep on going, remaining tall
Not cry out loud “Go fuck you all!”
Requires a strength that some folks bring,
Thanks for giving me that extra spring.



David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. WITH FRIENDS LIKE YOU. Page Number 9.

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