My Best Friend - Poem by richa saraf
A shoulder to cry on,
A hand to hold,
I knew i had a friend like this
But i just never told.
Listening to my unspoken words,
She gives me a hug
'coz she knows that
Am really bugged.
When i feel low,
She tries to cheer me up
Doing all the foolish things
so that i can lite up.
So today this friend of yours
acting like a stupid fool
tells u how special u are
hoping that our relation stays intact.
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