Old and good friends share a piece
Of passion, pain, and pleasure
That no one else, no family can
Begin to know or treasure.
It's as if a secret room
Held their
private store,
And every time they met, they could
Go through some special door.
It doesn't matter if they see
Each other every day,
Or years and years go by before
They come and go away:
The moment that they meet it all
Is there--the memories of
Fierce loyalty and times of need
And gratitude and love.
Of passion, pain, and pleasure
That no one else, no family can
Begin to know or treasure.
It's as if a secret room
Held their
private store,And every time they met, they could
Go through some special door.
It doesn't matter if they see
Each other every day,
Or years and years go by before
They come and go away:
The moment that they meet it all
Is there--the memories of
Fierce loyalty and times of need
And gratitude and love.
A Friend A friend is like a shade tree Beside a summer way. A friend is like the sunshine That makes a perfect day. A friend is like a flower That's worn close to the heart. A friend is like a treasure With which one will not part. |
2 comments:
hi i hope u remember this old frnd of urs & i do believe in whatever u hav written abt frnds & i also treasure old frnds like u and ur imp will never fade away dera pppppppllllllllzzzzzzzz remain the same as u r.......as i am also nt gng to change
ur frnd always
take care
hey that thot was gr8..
really lovd it..n thanks for commenting on my blog!
hope u cherish all ur frenz as alwez!
rock on!
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