A Friend Poem by Alexander Onoja

The act of losing is called failure,
but one worst kind of failure is losing a friend.
The act of loving is a good gesture,
but the worst kind of friends are those who pretend.
If friends can't be rain, they fall as dew,
some are false, while others are true.

Friends are like shoes, some baggy and loose,
some so grisly, so little and tight.
Some too many, dont know whom to choose,
some over-sized, some fit just right.
Some give up, real friends continue,
those are the friends of great value.

Some stab in front, some at the back,
but I'll prefer a friend without a knife.
Some still stay in riches or lack,
for such friend, I'll lay down my life.
Hey! I got just one friend that i value,
and the name is............ Its you.