Who is thy friend?
Who in soul's winters cold,
Embarrasses thy cold heart in his warmth,
Who holds his cupped hands over thy head,
When snow and rain escape your eyes.
Who offers a leg, when fallen you feel,
Who with his palms, wipes thy eyes.
Are friends, the moons in dark days?
My friends are my sunshine,
Together we walk past great meadows,
Together we share views from our windows,
We laugh aloud without concern n care,
We run free like kids around the chair.
There are no dark days with my friends around..
My friends...with you- I feel found.