Friend
When all who you had once called ‘Friend’
have left for their own sake
When every dream that you once shared
now seems a sad mistake
Make note of those who still remain,
upon whom you depend
Then ask yourself just what it is,
that makes a friend … a ‘Friend’
Copyright © Brian Densham | Year Posted 2018
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