Our friendship is a fruit
That grows more delicious every day
From all the loveliness we share
And the sweet things that we say



Its goodness is unmeasured
Its value unexplained
But we sure feel more stoked
When we share it every day

Yeehaa, all we know dear pardner
Is we want to serve it up
Just like apple pie and cream
We just can't seem to get enough



We munch it and we crunch it
This fruit that's yours and mine
The fruit so superbly divine
That will forever shine

You lassoed me when I plucked you
Off the best of trees that day
You are the good apple that fell
And I'm so glad you rolled my way



Soft Whispers Pardner from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au