Friends

Friends
(Something old and Something new)
Our friends are not people we are forced to like, 
They are the ones we choose to be in our life.
They help us through the bad and the good, 
From early on all the way to adulthood. 
Some friends are given by God for just a while
To teach us a lesson or simply to make us smile. 
Friends are something special, that we should appreciate.
Whether old or new they are all just as great.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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May 7, 2022 at 5:59 AM
Ode to friends, and so necessary. Too late when friends are told what they mean ... at the funeral parlor. "... friends are not people we are forced to like." Well-defined or described. Please visit my Page.
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