Buyunde Acura Sylivester

(8/10/1990 - Date / Kenya, Western province)

True Friends


I love walking in rain,
Then none knows,
I'm shading tears!
Rain's my true friend,
Because it take away my shame.
An aspect of true friendship.

For sure, for trust,
Frienfships require real effort,
When everyone of us 's busy,
Simple message reminds me,
'Am not forgotten.'
My true friend indeed.

Still again no one is busy,
It's only but a matter,
Of priority,
What comes first.
An aspect of true friendship.

Standing on a platform,
Of sincerity,
Spending life with who maketh thee
Happy, is good,
Than, who thy hadst to impress.
So, fringe thine self with,
Those who know thy worth.
Those are True Friends.

Need not too many people,
To see a happy sun rise,
Jus' few real ones,
Who appreciate thee,
Exactly for who you are!
Those are true friends.

Submitted: Monday, December 03, 2012
Edited: Monday, March 11, 2013

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