For My Gemphil Friends

I wonder why friends are made?
Are they angels that are heaven-sent?
Analyze and you will realized
But friends really come and go.

Along your way you will meet someone
A person who will touch your heart
Who will cry and laugh and get crazy with you
A friend that can almost complete your day

And when you fin'lly have this kind of friendship
When you both learned that you have this bond
Why one has to say goodbye?
Making you feel like being left behind.

Have you ever realized how painful it is?
Being left by the person who knows you best?
The friend whom you trusted
Will leave and make new life without you.

But if you really are true to each other
The friendship merely not just within reach
In ones heart you will still find
The spirit of a real pure friendship

An old friend is like a gold
Is it a treasure that is worth keeping
Yes it i for a sole reason
It never fades and is rich in value

And so with our lives journey
An old friend should never be forgotten
Make new friends but keep the old
One is silver and the other's gold.

by Avic Malveda

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indeed friends are treasures rooted deeply into ones heart, this is the reason why you could not forget them even if you don't see them so often. take care alwyas