People come and go
through our lifetimes year to year,
Our Paths may cross,
We find a friend and hold our memories dear.
Then sometimes while not looking,
They have chosen their own way,
You ponder what a friendship is....
Please hear these words I'll say...
I may not be the perfect friend or
Always be right there,
But often times I think of you,
Please know I'll always care....
Your friendship means a lot to me
while near or far apart,
When I'm caught up in my own world
I hold you in my heart.
I hope that years on down the road
we'll both look back and say,
We're still the same two friends we were,
For here we stand today....
Written By: Donna Patri
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