The unwanted friend
There are so many poems and songs telling of what a friend is like, of how they’ll be there in your hour of need,
Sharing your day be it of frowns or smiles, not asking or taking, but always giving.
That certain someone that brightens your day with just a hello or a wave of a hand,
One that listens to your troubles and makes you feel good because you know they understand.
My hope for this day, and this message I send,
Is that you wake on this morning and go through your day knowing me as that kind of friend
Sharing your day be it of frowns or smiles, not asking or taking, but always giving.
That certain someone that brightens your day with just a hello or a wave of a hand,
One that listens to your troubles and makes you feel good because you know they understand.
My hope for this day, and this message I send,
Is that you wake on this morning and go through your day knowing me as that kind of friend
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