Advice to a Friend

Advice to a Friend

 Play me a dirge for the loss of a friend
 One that is telling a very sad tale
 I find it a loss and a thought to tend
 But truly won't let him more in my mail
 I offered my hand he said to get lost
 I hear he's psychologist and gives help
 I wonder what is his head shrinking cost
 Does it hurt so as to make us all yelp?
 It seems in the world there never will be
 A man quite as skilled with words as you are
 And if you want published then know the glee
 One needeth the forms to go very far
 Write me a Sonnet there is yet much time
 You must needs show forth less repetitive rhyme

 ©1/9/2013 by George W. Collett