A friend is one, who, when you mourn
Stands by you, so you won’t be alone
She holds your hand when you cry
And comforts you, till your tears are dry
She is there with you, in pleasure and pain
She’s the one with whom you dance in the rain
Cherish her always, and you will find
That fate has, to you, been extremely kind
May each of us be blessed enough to have
A friend, who in need, will always be there
You will be a lucky person indeed
If you have such a person to share and to care.
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Author:
safina (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: i am indeed blessed to have quite a few around me - some of my friendships are new, and some date back to 40/45 years but the bond is still strong
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What a beautiful blessing in and of itself to have friends 45 plus years!! Friends are important in today’s hectic world. An important reminder.
yes indeed.- even if not in daily touch, we are sill able to carry forward from where we left off, if the friendship is true, and has withstood the test of time.
That’s wonderful! Such a treasure
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