Friends

What is a place, alone and empty
Be it of beauty, full of dazies.
Roses so sweet, mellow songs of birds
The tone of nature, only she knows the words.<
But what is that place, beauty no end,
That place is still empty without a friend.

A trip of adventure, so full of views,
	The clouds above looks quite amuzed.
	The sun so bright it smiles at you,
	And yet what is it thats still so blue?
	Its lacking another who'll share in truth,
	Sharing adventures and be with you through.

	Through all the rise and falls of life,
	The trials and pains with so much strife,
	To bare with you the wounds and sorrows,
	And laugh with you when comes tomorrow,
	Congradulate your  deeds and praise your doos,
	And hold your memmories when days are through.

	So mark my words and know it well,
	A friend is one who'll never tell.
In times of conflict the friend forgets,
And looks forward to what good is next.
And if you have such friend I speak,
Keep that friend more than a week.
And keep that friend more than a year,
As you will find you'll want them there.

So hear my words, treat them with care,
Friends are many TRUE FRIENDS are rare.