The Art of Friendship
You're there
When I hurt
When I fall
When I win.
You tell me you're proud
When I have a victory
And you're there with a shoulder
When I don't.
With you I can be
Me
And you can be
You.
One who bares their heart
And allows you to bare your's;
That kind of friend
Is golden.
That kind
Takes time to nurture,
Takes trust and
Humble honesty.
Are you my friend?
Do you have a moment?
To hear me laugh? Cry?
Will you share your heart with me?
Can we play? Have coffee?
Talk across the miles?
Hang out across eternity?
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