Friends
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Friends?
People come into our lives we love, and some are like a dying ember.
Some we’ll love forever, and some we don’t even want to remember.
What kind are you my friend? The kind that stays around until the very end.
Or the one that comes and stays awhile…leaves and never comes again.
I have read so many things about the friends that stay.
But nothing about the ones that gain your trust and love…then go away.
Then sometimes you give so much of yourself… only to find.
The friendship that you found… was of the hurting kind.
Then you have the ones… that always call you friend.
And find out later… that it was only just pretend.
Those are the ones that hurt the most…because you thought of them as being true.
They’ll never know the harm they done…or what they put you through.
The hurt is there and you must bare… the loss of your good friend.
Then you begin to wonder…if you will ever trust again.
So if you are a fair weather friend… you may as well just go.
I have no time for sometime friends… I’ll never get to know.
But if you want a friend… Who will be there even when you’re sad
I’ll be that friend… and try to be the best you ever had.
By Don Eagle
© 2003 Don Eagle
(All rights reserved)
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