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Will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
In a gentle manner he asks
Will you be my friend?
Or is that too much of a task?
Many a time when feeling lonely
I long to be loved
Welcomed and made to feel homely
A friend I need
One who can share my joys
Friendship I seek, and not to destroy
A friend I need
Someone not afraid to tell me off
When ever I am wrong
Instead encourage me to be strong
Someone who can
Life my spirits when I am down
Not look upon me with a frown
Will you be my friend?
In a gentle manner he asks
Will you be my friend?
Or is that too much of a task?
‘Why me’ she curiously asks
I’m no beauty behind my mask
And he replies, ’ Because you are so gentle’
Patiently understanding and simple
You exhibit utmost kindness
The title friendship goddess
Is yours, if I am honest with gladness
You display compassion and intelligence
You never judge and there is no pretence
My life with you will make a difference
We rhyme together in towns
And joke around like clowns
When we talk on the phone
I merrily feel not alone
You shine like the sun and are fun
You are always there with support
Continuously making sacrificial efforts
Well then, I am already your friend
She says, ‘unless you want our friendship to end.’
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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Sylvia Chidi
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