I’m happy when I see my friends
Each is a wonder that never ends
In this world, to thrive,
They are remedies for a boring life.
When our troubles are much and all,
Friends will make them small:
A problem shared is a problem solved,
Only if one is truly loved.
O, when they call my name,
I feel blessed with a little fame.
A wonderful feeling of being known
Flits through my every bone.
Our hearts sing a song so sweet,
This makes us smile anytime we meet.
Life’s no longer difficult
While we laugh and forget our faults.
True, a faithful friend is not a curse
And a bad one makes life worse.
Like dancing trees to the wind’s melody
So are we swayed by friends and family.
Edited by: Brigitte Poirson
Written by: Kingsley U. Ayistar