Choosing Friends

Don’t choose your friends by the colour of their hair
The texture of their skin, the clothes they like to wear
Don’t choose your friends by the money they make
The job that they do. Or because they eat steak
Don’t choose your friends by the label on the box
It doesn’t really matter if they wear funny socks
Don’t think that politics makes for friendship strong
And dietary prejudice is just plain wrong
You might choose a friend for the book beside their bed
For their hopes and their fears, and the thoughts in their head
You might choose a friend by the things that you share
Or because they are kindly and truly seem to care
In the end choose your friend from the bottom of your heart
And because they don’t mind if you are a silly tart 
In the end choosing friends should not be down to rumour
It’s all about connections, and a shared sense of humour.

©️jane jago 2018