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Friendly People
John Goodwin Herndon


There’s lots o’ friendly fellers in this here fine old town
Who come to see me regler, ‘cause I can’t git aroun’!
They’s awful good to bother about a chap like me,
An’ do me lots o’ favors they never let me see.

There’s Jim, my next-door neighbor, who sells the Morning Post,
He brings the funny papers, the kind I like the most.
An’ Ski, another newsie, who tells the latest dope
About the baseball players an’ good ole Doctor Hope.

There’s lots o’ friendly people if you could find ‘em out,
I know at least a hundred, there’s not a bit of doubt.
They’re sitting at your elbow, in office, school, and store,
They fill the baseball bleachers and sometimes live next door.

You pass them on the sidewalk, sit by them on the cars,
They’re willing to be friendly, but custom has its bars.
You meet them at the churches, at clubs, and picture shows,
Acquaintance might mean friendship and you’be pleased—who knows?

This poem is in the public domain.


John Goodwin Herndon (1856 – 1938) was born in Oklona, Mississippi. He worked in government service for more than 45 years, moving to the Washington, D.C. area at some point in time. He also briefly owned the Tupelo  (Mississipi) Journal. John published one book of poetry and a number of business-oriented titles.




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Wow! I'm from Mississippi. SO GLAD you posted this. I love the poem, a sweet reminder that there are people who care for others.
Posted 07/05/2020 10:57 AM
A nice reminder of how many good people we all know, close to home!
Posted 06/30/2020 01:18 PM
Refreshing in these trying times.
Posted 06/30/2020 10:11 AM
Love this!!!
Posted 06/30/2020 10:05 AM
I did a double take on "picture shows."
Posted 06/30/2020 09:27 AM
Once again, I really enjoy these older rhymed gems you discover and post. There�s a certain nostalgia and old-fashioned wording, as well as feeling tone, I enjoy so much. Thanks, Randy
Posted 06/30/2020 09:06 AM
Larry Schug:
Written by a poet who lived through the 1918 pandemic and the Great Depression, this seems like good advice on how to be grateful for what we have and how to relate to others during the times in which we find ourselves. I long for filled baseball bleachers. Wear your mask, people, it's an act of kindness.
Posted 06/30/2020 07:07 AM

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