Friends
Danielle Myre 01/01/2013
A friend around,
Is warmth found.
Their lingering smiles,
Make ours stay awhile.
When things are depressing,
They are a blessing,
But the happy times are the best,
With fun we are possessed.
My friends are king,
With all they bring,
Excitement keeps coming,
And the world keeps humming.
Lets keep diving,
We are only surviving.
Hold my hand,
And don't let anything be planned.
Look back and see,
There was so much glee.
Now look ahead,
The fun will continue to spread.
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