FRIEND TO FRIEND
Well friend, I'll tell you:
Life for me hasn't been a mansion
It's had broken windows in it,
And parties from neighbors,
And an unattending butler,
And places with no wallpaper,
Empty rooms.
But all the time
I'm still decorating
And reaching the top of the stairs,
And still I decorate,
And sometimes I run out of ideas
Where there hasn't been any furniture.
So, friend, dont stop.
Dont return what you've bought.
Because you'll find it kind of hard
Dont you stop on those stairs,
For I'm still paintng, honey,
I'm still decorating,
And life for me hasn't been a mansion.
By: Carmina Ridley
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