Friends

Friends will come and friends will go
Some you never really know.

But a friend for life is worth a pot of gold.
And that friend you better hold.

Squeeze them tight, hold on for life,
And that friend will help eliminate strife.

Tell them yours joys as well as your fears
And that friend will stay through all the tears.

So this poem is for you, my friend in deed,
Fore you have always been there if I was in need.

Thank you Tokie
Randy Lee
9/2/2003