Friends Poem by tear stricken face

What is a Friend?
Some one to offer hanky when teardrops fall
Someone to shout at you when you don't think at all.
I wasn't so blest to have friends
who would offer me hanky when a tear falls
to tell me consolation when I am down,
to pull me up when I am about to drown.

Who is a friend?
I don't know well.
My mother told me once,
“You don't know how to find good friends.”
That has bothered me since.
I really wondered if it was true,
that I won't be endowed with a friend so true.

Where can we find “Friends? ”
I went somewhere to pursue my dreams,
bringing along with me my fears with friends.
I prayed to God, to bless me with one,
It was hard to find...
At last I felt tired, I thought I wouldn't find one
But here am I now I found a bunch.
It is unbelievable though,
that friends are found when you're blue.