So many times the day is long

And through it I muddle.

Can't seem to understand

How complicated life can be.

A word here and there

And suddenly a friend is lost.

Never on purpose is this ever done,

But none the less a friend is gone.

I would have hardly any friends,

If I didn't over look a snide remark.

I don't believe we set out to dislke a person,

Not over some hurtful, but not intended, remark.