A Friend By Kristi Kirby

If you sober up
A horse thief
You have a
Sober horse thief
Hmmm
That’s funny
She places her
Hand gently
On her heart
You are smart
Come back to me
Then a
Gentle one arm
Hug
She smiles
Starts her walk
Her long blonde
Hair cascading down
Covering her shoulders
Like strands of shimmering
Gold
Feeling strong
She gestured the
Flames
Reaching up
Calling a friend
Hands free in the
Height of
Love.