The Friend Poem by JOHNSON XAVIER

The Friend



The feel for a good friend

Emerges from the longing mind

Touching the inner sense

With an intention to identify

The best one from strangers

Who gives importance for thoughts

Who understands without a word

Who feels without an expression

Who provides support at all times

Who cares upon every moment

Who makes the dream to come true

Who longs for the presence

Who reveals the true clean heart

And to feel proud for the same

For being a friend with assurance

Like a dawn after every dusk.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Martyres 24 April 2009

A friend like that needs to be preserved carefully...they are hard to come by...

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Joseph Poewhit 24 April 2009

That type friend is a gold mine

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