Author Isabel Fiske Conant I have three friendsWhom I love well.Which do I love best?How can I tell?One gives me blue cloaksOne gives me wings,One gives me what she has—Little things.Such as no merchantEver has to sell—I have three friendsWhom I love well. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments