I fear I lack time, to properly express
Or to tell of the friends with which I am blessed.
So I shall try in a rhyme
In this short space of time
To say something of friends
With whom I’ve travelled life’s bends,
And not be too nonsensical
Tho’ that seems preferential
To writing nothing at all?
A first friend, A best friend
Does absence make you less friends?
And a sun shining light
Who makes everything right
Some friends come in pairs
But tis happy to share.
A lost friend, now a found friend,
Brings a new friend and a true friend,
And though sisters with strife,
Made friends by life.
Some old, others new,
Like borrowed and blue,
Like long summer days
Some have gone separate ways
And that makes me sad
When I think of times we had
And of the time that we might
Have had if things had gone right
But then nothing went wrong
Its just life is a song
That goes up and goes down
And around and around,
And some paths they cross, whilst others diverge
Meaning some get lost when you both take a swerve.
But if friends are like flowers,
Like clear April showers
I have a lovely bunch,
Of friends.
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