I love it when you're happy, when you seem
Free of the darker thoughts that make one sad,
I know our friendship isn't just a dream
And when you smile at me it makes me glad!
And so I aim to make the most of things
Although there's other folk who think I'm mad,
They like to warn me that the future brings
The certain ending of the joy I've had.
Why should I listen to their words of gloom?
Why should these times of happiness turn bad?
To hell with all the prophets of my doom,
You are the best friend that I've ever had! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem