Friends!! Nice poem

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Friend is a word that I don't throw around

Though it's used and abused, I still like the sound.

I save it for people who've done right by me

And I know I can count on if ever need be.

Some of my friends drive big limousines,

Own ranches and banks and visit with queens.

And some of my friends are up to their neck

In overdue notes and can't write a check.

They're singers or cowboys or writers of prose

And others, God bless them, can't blow their own nose!

I guess being friends has nothing to do

With talent or money or knowing who's who.

It's a comfortable feeling when you don't have to care

About choosing your words or being quite fair.

Because friends will just listen and let go on by

Those words you don't mean and not bat an eye.

It makes a friend happy to see your success.

They are proud of your good side and forgive all the rest.

And that isn't easy all of the time,

Sometimes I get crazy and seem to go blind!

Your friends just might have to take you on home,

Or remind you sometime that you're not alone.

Or ever so gently pull you back to the ground

When you think you can fly with no one around.

A hug or a shake, whichever seems right

Is the high point of giving, I'll tell you tonight.

All worldly riches and tributes of men,

Can't hold a candle to the worth of a friend.

Friends come in many different categories...

Casual friends:

Those that say hi and chat for awhile,

They yes you to death and return your smile.

But they soon find reasons to go off on their own,

Leaving you wondering why you're all alone.

Everyday Friends:

These are the friends you do often see,

They'll laugh and they'll play, but rarely will be

The ones you can talk to when things do get bleak.

They're strong in the sunshine, at night they are weak.

Close Friends:

Close friends are the ones you let into your life,

By sharing your happiness and also your strife.

They comfort and aid you and help you along,

And when you are weak, they try to be strong.

Forever Friends:

Those precious few people called forever friends

Laugh with you, cry with you and help you to mend.

They'll give all they've got, to help in your fight,

All they ask in return, is that you be all right.

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