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
That's a lovey poem, Glenys. :)
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