How do you figure
The true value of a friend;
A one whose love
just never ends?
They keep on going
On and on,
Like the prettiest words
Of the sweetest songs.
You can't grow tired
A bit at all;
At good friends like that
As I recall.
So never try to figure
The value of such a friend,
Just enjoy and enjoy them
Right to the end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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