Water Under the Bridge
Real friends, like brothers,
Like glue stick together
Forever, oath of crack,
To the limits and back.
When the clouds come in
And hope is thin,
They dont run for cover
Like feckless, reckless lovers.
Those bricks of hard trust
Laid so tight must
Be always remembered
And forever defended.
In loss the last straws are given,
To forget the past and be forgiven.
Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2016
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