Friends
Friends are the one’s who are always with us,
They are with us today and also when we will be eighty plus.
Everyone needs at least one good friend,
Who in times of difficulty always has a hand to lend.
Even though we friends argue so much,
We are tightly bonded and can recognize them by their touch.
All of us have spent moments of joy and sorrow,
Nobody knows where we will be tomorrow.
Teenage days are the best of all,
In future we might all just be connected by a call.
That is the day we will miss our friends a lot,
When in our busy lives we will all be caught.
Forever in our heart these memories will stay,
And they will remain even after our hair completely turn grey.
Copyright © Aadhya Venkatesh | Year Posted 2016
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