As I sit next to the fire,
on a cold dark night,
I remember all of thefaces of my cherished friends.
Oh, how I yearned for the past,
where all my friends are now.
I just wish I could be with all of them,
with my friends' faces in my mind.
it's the only way to get past the day,
knowing that my friends are fine,
I just wish I were with them all.
- Title: friendship
- Artist: armyrat V
- Description: a nice poem about friends
- Date: 07/19/2009
- Tags: friendship
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