Friendship, what does it mean?

Is it real, or but a dream?
All I know, is that friends are nice,
They won't turn against you, at a roll of the dice.

Friends are there to help you out,
To give you confidence, when your in doubt.
Friends help you to understand,
They're also there to lend a hand.

Friends are people you can trust,
Do things for you, without a fuss.
Friends bring you up, when you are down,
They will also help you, to stand your ground.

When your friends are gone, what do you do,
You sit and cry, while your world turns blue.
But think of the times that you had,
Think of the good times and the bad.

Its sad to say, to see them go,
See them again, you'll never know.
But there is hope at the end,
When you meet new people, and make new friends.
 

written by Ron Sapp
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