To My Friends


Always there,
They always care.
Times taken for granted,
Now remembered.
The short times now cherished.

You never know,
How much they mean,
Till you think of the times you’ve spent

All of the good times,
And the bad.
Sorry there had to be bad.
You must know I miss you more,
More than my own blood.

Things we have done,
Places we have gone,
All in fun.
Now a reminder,
Of the times we spent.

I don’t know if you will ever know,
The way that I feel,
But you must know.
I love you so.
My Friends