May not be the friends for tomorrow
Not being subjective
Not looking for sorrow.
You never lose sight of your friends
If they are there or not
Friendship is a blessing
Humbleness which comes from confessing.
The eyes are open
But times have changed
I never forget those who were once there
Doesn't mean I do not care.
Brace the day when friendship first commenced
The refreshing times we would have plenty in common or, have a debate
Friendship arrives in many special ways
Love, balance and a bending ear
Many things to understand and looking to adhere.
We see friendship
And we see the light
We gleam with happiness when we see eye to eye
Always nice to see you and never want to say goodbye.
8:30pm
13.01.2017
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