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Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar


A Friend Is A Friend


A friend is a friend,
Out of sight
Is never out of my mind
My dear friends
You all are embedded
Deep in my heart
Your love and concern
Makes me to do
All good
What I am able to do
It warns me not to sway
From the path of
Karma and dishonesty
Make me smile
At times
I do not interact with you
Simply because I know
You understand
My love and affection
My integrity
You can never get
Angry with me
Unknowingly I get busy
In caring new friends
Try to bring them
In my family of friends
In a way
Make them all
Your friend too
23-08-2012
693-53-08-12
Dr.Rajendra Tela, Nirantar

Submitted: Thursday, August 23, 2012
Edited: Thursday, August 23, 2012

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Friend, Friendship

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