A Friend

April 20, 2009


Sometimes I think of a friend.
Who I always care for in the end.

It doesn’t matter if it’s months or years
I know that friend will dry my tears.

Days go by.. they often do.
Then I smile when I think of you.

So call, text or email that friend right now.
And tell them that you love them somehow.

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