Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Ex Friend

In high school, we two started out

As best friends, but quite soon I found

We were growing apart, no doubt,

As more to "in' crowd I be bound.

And when accepted in that clique,

I knew that right away I need

Be selective of friends I'd picked,

When my old best friend did indeed

Tell me right to my face that I

Was turning into a mean snob.

Of course I gave a mean reply,

But down deep felt guilty a gob.

So horrible some truth can be.

Such truth my ex friend dared tell me.