Friends Where R U? Poem by vinod vins

i miss them alot,
i miss them alot,
sunday's b'fast on the cup board,
placd by my friends oh my God.
Yes i mis them alot.
After dinner,
walkin togthr on the road.
I mis them alot.
My priority of friends,
on the top
yes admit i mis them alot.
I remember each thing they, carry out.
I mis them alot
i mis them alot.
Waching movie in d group of all,
make me mis them alot.
All my friends please note
i m here i gt bore.
Thats r all reason,
why i miss them alot.
I miss them alot....
To all my friends