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.