People called Friends

When we trudge down the road of Life

We come across so many People,

People who wave and pass by,

People who smile and say hi,

People who look but don’t care,

People who stop and happily share,

The people who stop and happily share,

Are the people who really care,

I have known some people like that,

Kindness is what they are good at,

They stand with me through every pain,

So much comforting like the Desert Rain,

Open at heart, like the big sky,

Gently escorting as stars up high,

They are my friends and I am proud to say,

with them, all my life, I want to stay..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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