Me had a friend,who loved me so
his heart did wail and did a bow.
me never had seen ,nor even in dream
but that dear friend in my memory stream.
He , filled with tears,in his aching eyes
made a plea to give a surprise.
To my voice , he yearned,and wished a wish
he said in a tone , and me in a fix.
Hey lovely friend !Will you please talk ",
"Come in my dreams ,lets take a walk".
he yelled and cried for that little chat
but me in a bond didn't want that.
Listen my friend ! we ever are friends
a friend is a friend, who breaks and mends.
he communes with soul, no voice no greed
hey ! we are friends , remain indeed.
Thanx my dear friend .. for your permission to write on this theme.........love your feelings ....
Arti Rai
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