What an honor to be called friend
What a name to live up to
To gain a friend you first
Must be a friend
A friend will listen
When my heart is breaking
And will never blame me
For having a problem
A friend will stand up for me
When an enemy attacks
Taking the brunt of the blast
Shielding me when I am weak
A friend will rejoice with me
When I succeed at a hard task
But will also cry with me when I have failed
Then lending a shoulder to cry on
A friend is not afraid to give
To me wise counsel as needed
To keep me from making
A fool of myself
A friend will risk making me angry
If the need arises
In order to make things right
A friend is a friend at all times
The good, the bad, and the ugly times
A friend will be there through them all
By Peter C. Salmond
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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Good friends are such a treasure!
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