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Friendship
Friendship true, that treasured thing
Lives on and on brings joys to sing,
Memories gay as life goes on,
Sad ones shared but not for long,
Good days, bad days, right or wrong,
As one walks life's road along,
A friendly hand to help us on,
That weary climb so steep, so long.
Friendship comes all unaware
In work or play, maybe leisure.
A friend to give a happy smile,
Our sadness to forget a while.
In our thoughts by day and night,
And never really far away,
Memories we need to share,
With those we love and those who care.
Friendship comes in many ways,
To help each other as one plays,
Not just in past and present things,
But all through life as one sings.
So, as we go along life's path
Be kind to all, forget the wrath.
One thing's sure throughout this life,
Where friendship is can be no strife.
By Mrs Laura Collingwood,
Holderness Road,
Hull
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