Sunday, April 25, 2010

In thought of you.

To a friend, to a dear companion. Not a definition to define, not a moment to forget.You are true to me as I of you. You are the reassuring answer to my unsure mind. Through our laughter to our helping hands, Through the clock unwinding time, we live.

How I
appreciate
how I am
thank full
For your company and of your ears as well,
The tongue that acts as an ore to row your speech.
It is an honor to be your friend.

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