Here you will find the Poem A Deity of poet Lesbia Harford
Sometimes I think God has his days For being friends. He says: 'Forgive my careless ways. No one pretends I'm always kind; but for today Do let's be friends.' And grudgingly I make reply, 'Nice sort of friends. I think it's time you had a try To make amends For things you've done; but after all Suppose we're friends.'
