Friends
If the world was my oyster
The pearls would be my friends
Without them would feel like a cloister
in the garden of love I attend
Kindness will soon open my shell
A chain of hope would then hold it near
Round my neck I would proudly wear it
feeling brave without any fear
No bond is stronger than those of a friend
Who is always there in the wings
hovering, waiting to attend
to any problem that life brings
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