Friendship is a flower of
the soul,
A rare Spontaneity and
sparkle
Of letting yourself known
In the heart and eyes of
someone till unknown.
It suddenly starts with a genuine
smile
Speaks in life’s most
melodious style
And says, ‘I love and care
always for you
Because I understand life
with you.’
A friend is who sits with
you for a while
Speaks not anything but gives
a smile
And slowly one river mingles
with another
Flowing together
limitlessly, just farther and farther………
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