A Friend

This is a poem I wrote by myself, It’s called A Friend.

A Friend

Verse 1

The tree in a wind

Is more like a scarecrow

It waves it’s arms

And shakes it’s head

Trying to say

Beware! Beware!

Verse 2

With an evil grin

And a wicked smile

It looks at you

From a mile

And shakes and shakes

 Trying to say

Move back! I’m near!

Verse 3

But when the wind’s gone down

And the sun shines now

With a friendly smile

And a happy grin

It shakes and shakes

Trying to say

Hello! Let’s play!

Liked it? I’m writing another poem about Africa. And it’s called Africa!



  1. Excellente, you are excellently creative. Keep it up. I miss you all and thank God all is well over there.


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