A Special Friend - Poem by Freewill Amon
To me, there's no such thing as a best place.
And there's no best, but a special friend:
She's like a favourite food preserved in a hot plate.
Her smile and words of encouragement are good sources of strength.
After the hustling and bustling during the weekdays,
She is the kind I spend time with by the weekend.
She's like a spring in a kindred which runs continually-
Very relevant and strong.
And like a lovely little pet that is cherished unconditionally;
I think I have one.
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