Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Friendship Poem


FRIENDSHIP




Friendship is a thin line

Hewn in finest gold,

It never can be broken,

It never can be sold.

It reaches out encompassing,

But never ties you down,

And when it finds a problem,

It simply travels round,

It reaches out, and past and through,

Friendship belongs to me,

I know it belongs to you.




Glenys Smith

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