Friendship is a gift more precious than gold
It continues to glitter no matter how old
When home seems to be far
Friendship comes as a shining star
When the road is dark & hard to understand
The miles become easier with a hand in hand
When sorrow fills the brand new day
The hand of a friend wipes the tears away
In good times there are loads of smiles
But the smile of friendship is the best of smiles.
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