As you journey through this life
You meet people without end.
Just think from deep within yourself
How many you call friend.
Some may slap you on the back
They will even call you mate.
But when the going toughens up
Their mateships not so great.
Others are fair-weather friends
They cling on for the ride.
When you find you need them most
They're never by your side.
True friends are scarce, so hard to find
Like water in the sand.
And those you make throughout this life
May be counted on one hand.
You need not write them letters
They do not expect a gift.
For when you walk in unannounced
Just like you their spirits lift.
So make sure they know their value
And why you think of them as friend.
Then no matter what may come to pass
Your friendship will not rend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How true, I've been through a situation recently and it just confirmed a true friend, but great write.