Poetry

Yesterday I saw a good friend I hadn't seen in months, and it was nice to catch up. Then she revealed a secret. So now, a poem:

Ode To My Friend Who Reads My Blog But Never Posts Comments

It was good to see you yesterday
Over OJ and champagne
You were late to bring the cream cheese
For you boarded the wrong train

It was nice to hear that things are good
As we heavily stuffed out faces
We talked of upcoming bridesmaid duties
And possible party places

But when I said that you looked very well
And asked about your dog,
You said you felt so close to me
For every day, you read my blog