Friends Poem by Cory Calder

Friends



Up we’re raised,

When we’re down.

Getting praised,

When we frown.

Whether many or few,

They are the best.

They see us through,

Bad times and the rest.

When we bleed,

They have our back.

Try to give what we need,

So give what they lack.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Janri Gogeshvili 27 June 2008

Will stand for the friend this «knightly honor»... nice...

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