Friend

He is my school mate
Who always wait 
For me at the school gate 
We go straight
Inside the school as class mate
After school it was always great 
As we stay late
And walk in the city state 
Sometimes we went to restaurant to ate
And share one plate 
As mate
We buy drinks in crate 
To celebrate our fate 
As our friends we rate 
Our love for each other can not be weight 
As the bond we create
It became so strong
As we run along 
The way nothing was wrong 
It been so long 
Since we became friend 
That will never end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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