You get from time to time a man
Who’s every woman’s silent friend –
A friend without ulterior aim,
A friend on whom she can depend.
He’s like the life belt on the deck
Which hangs and waits, for years unheeded,
Until at last it saves a life,
That final moment when it’s needed.
Your careless hands must never hang
Me somewhere handy to be found.
I’m not a life belt. I’m a stone.
Depend on me and you’ll be drowned…
(Konstantin Simonov)
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