Benjamin A. Wellman
Is a friedship like a candle,
Slowly melting away unnoticed?
Only burning as long as the wick is willing to carry us,
Until the flame meets its end in the hot wax?
Or is a friendship a circle?
No, no a friendship must not be like a circle,
For a circle has no flaws.
Continually going round,
Never a dent.
So what is a formidable comparison?
Are there none?
Is friendship really so different as to have no competition?
No, friendship is like no other.
With nothing to compare to,
How will we ever find our wisdom?
Experience is too long, too harsh, and too crude.
But I guess these are life’s requirements.
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