To be a friend is a friend with a,
special heart.
To see the tears roll down the sweet,
cheeks of yours hurts my soul.
To hear the tones of a lonely word,
from the unique voice of yours,
Sends me to run to you.
My arms are there to give you a hug,
My ears are there to listen to you,
My shoulders are there for you to cry on.
Night or day i will be there for now,
And always.
TRUE FRIENDS
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Sweet poem on being a friend - a 10