Is It Associate Or Friend Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

Defuse my wondering soul of riddle and linger not thy reply
A friend may be a slow-ripening fruit, but one relates by-and-by
No distance is too far between, but friendship gives wings to heart
None has ever known me better, who stutters for words to impart

Destitute of friends and song, for so long, except for one dear-one
I’m a dearly invested friend to self, and Father’s Eternal Son.
Will you endure through time-, pestilence, and Hell’s high water?
So few relate to balls of courage, for test that can makes us falter?

Nothing’s worth the wear of winning as laughter and true friends.
Though based upon the terms of equality, it value never ends.
Oh how I thirst for your openness and inspiring known favour.
Though life can cheat, fool’d by hope; deceit of men I’ll waver.

Let’s plant seeds of fond goodwill in fertile soil for radiant life.
Am I not a wondrous tall Tree, laden with fruit that nourishes rife?
Faithful is the friend, like wine, whose laughter works like medicine.
This unique Fir of fragrant ointment splendidly contains fine balsam.