Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Happy Friendship Day!


A friend is a person
You bump into one day,
In a strange way
Like a Fay!
Making you gay,
Listening to all that
You got to say!

A friend is one
Amongst a few,
Who cares for you,
Telling you what to do;
At times, cautioning too!

A friend is a soul
With an important role,
Helping you attain your goal,
Making your life whole!

A friend is a rare find
Who enters your mind
In a way pre-destined;

A friend adds
meaning to your life;
Helping you in your strife;
Becoming even
Your husband or wife!

A friend is for ever
Intimate and never
Always clever.

A friend is a bond of love
That shouldn’t sever,
But remain strong forever!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-3-2006

Submitted: Friday, August 04, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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