Scoundrels

Fickle friends and faithless lovers
Scoundrels all, no band of brothers
Fair weather companions promising all
Cloudy day comes, not even a call

Would be winners, they pridefully boast
Welcoming arms, the most perfect hosts
First bitter wind, shutting the door
You’re no success so what are you for?

Promising never to leave you behind
In your adversity too hard to find
Fickle friends and faithless lovers
Scoundrels all, no band of brothers

(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Scoundrels

  1. Helen, thank you so much for the re-blog and the comment. Loved it.

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