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If Friendship Were A Poem
A sharer of joy
To place it golden
A sharer of sadness
With comforting words
A maker of laughs
To sink a scowl
A maker of logic
When none is seen
A sculpture of beauty
In your mind
A sculpture of fun
In boring times
A memory of all
The happy moments
A memory of things
We thought forgotten
If a friend where a poem
This is what it would be
To show how much every second means
When I’m with you my friend
poem
by
Annie Clarke
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