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Friendship. Friendship. Friendship is an ambience of atmosphere, it is a definite sweetening of compromise, it is affection’s laughter and saddened tear, the dull routine and joy’s sudden surprise. A friendship is natural to all the elements, it is a Summer’s sun and a Winter’s snow, and shared in all happiest party’s events, it is wherever and whatever is life’s show. Who would play the hermit and be alone, to have no friends, who loses familiarity, not constant to a sweet friendship grown, or to have exchange, the know of intimacy. Friendships are enjoyed, a sweet import, a net of togetherness and sweetly caught. |
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Lovely poem Ron, and so very true
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Nice poem Ron, Friends are irreplaceable. I still have a few leftand we have a morniing meeting once a week out here in Beautiful Bray!!!
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Where would we be without our friends! Because we choose our friends, they are often closer to us than our family members.... especially weird uncle Cyril...
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