When the sun,
which we knew to be young, sets,
casting before us a tall, questioning shadow;
When the wind,
takes long strides against our course,
threatening to whisk away our breath;
When a million images,
spawn together forming a single thought,
a single will;
When the faltering beat of our heart,
and the tenuous march
of our soul slows;
When memories begin to fade,
it is apparent to those who would carry us,
that we are reaching, arms outstretched, for aid.
Friendship is defined in these moments.
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What a fine poem! thoughtfull composition 10/10