No one could be as lucky as I,
to have such love in their life.
Once, I thought not a soul cared for me
but I was mistaken.
Those, though seldom did I see never left.
Patiently they waited for me to find the light.
They reminded me that, although I though it
my spirit never died.
My friends, the best I ever had
I will cherish them until my final breath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one.. :) friends are really precious..... more than words more than egos more than time.. :) *cHeErS*