Monday, 27 June 2016

Freinds ( poem )

Their always there
In the hour of need
Time don't matter
Colour or creed

A shoulder to cry on
Can talk all the time
And they will listen
Not cross the line

Friendship is good
Good for me
Maybe you've noticed
Or can you see

Gifts you may get
I promise you
Anything good
My point of view

They don't butt an eye lid
To what you may say
To always be honest
In every way

You may see them
Once in a while
It don't matter
They know your file

See them or not
There always there
And there's the phone
I don't care

Keep in touch
As much as you can
Even a text
There not ban





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