My friend!
I found in her, as in mine,
That illusion of loveliness,
She dispelled the erroneous notion,
That friends won't cry with you.
She consoled with great understanding,
With a friendly approach and a sweet smile,
Beauty was her power,
And her smile was her sword!
She cared for me, when i was sick,
Those soft spoken words relieved me,
Of pain and scare which were in me throughout,
She was my sole companion
In my hard times.
Indeed i am lucky
To have such a good friend.
God and me are friends now,
Cos it was he who gave her to me.
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