Hand of friendship

Friendship held my hand,
when i did hold its hand.
and walked with my esteem.

Didn't this stranger
would ever
become my life stranger.

Who held my hand folded with his,
and walked in the rain crying,
that i won't see his tears rolling out his eyes.

I don't think of being lonely,
cause i know he is beside me.
Helping me in the steps of life.