Who is my friend goes out
Truly for me
And I go out for his concern
When we two met
We are alter egos of each other
We may be far away from ourselves
But we are always near for
In the chambers of our hearts
Affection lies;
Where needs are wrapped
And deeds are done
Where friendship blossom
In the garden of real love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All too often the only poetic reference of love one finds is romantic in nature. This poem explores the love of friendship. Equally as powerful and important. Thanks for sharing Tony