by Anne Spencer
I have a friend
And my heart from hence
Is closed to friendship,
Nor the gods' knees hold but one;
He watches with me thru the long night,
And when I call he comes,
Or when he calls I am there;
He does not ask me how beloved
Are my husband and children,
Nor ever do I require
Details of life and love
In the grave — his home, —
We are such friends.
From:
Caroling Dusk
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1927, Harper & Brothers
Last updated February 22, 2023