A bond of love,
A medal of trust.
A shoulder in sadness,
A hand in darkness.
A special relation to hold,
An ear where secrets can be told.
An appreciator for encouragement,
Something that doesn’t cost.
A jewel never to be lost.
Is the magic called
F R I E N D
The ball can escape from bat,
The rat can escape from cat,
But you cannot escape from
“My Heart you are always my good friend”
Our friendship will never end.
A medal of trust.
A shoulder in sadness,
A hand in darkness.
A special relation to hold,
An ear where secrets can be told.
An appreciator for encouragement,
Something that doesn’t cost.
A jewel never to be lost.
Is the magic called
F R I E N D
The ball can escape from bat,
The rat can escape from cat,
But you cannot escape from
“My Heart you are always my good friend”
Our friendship will never end.
