Two little boys swore to holy friendship,
There was no bond to tie them or kinship.
Days went by fast, and they remained true,
They took different paths in life, high and low.
They seldom saw each other on purpose or met.
Though they had a great deal of love and respect.
Year after year after year they had not met,
There was also a war that struck so hard.
One was out. One was there on his guard.
But deep inside, they have some hopes,
For they believe they know the ropes:
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Beautiful and so true! i love the true words on this friendship, between two little boys Life can be a meeting of different story, roads and destiny we did meet someone who walk along us in some moments that usually written in heart and tie friendship so true maybe it just for a short time but it alive till the end of time due nice poem! ! top mark_Soul