POEM 275: FRIENDSHIP

A boy asks his father what friendship means
Father heaves a sigh and say to him:

A friend sees the first tear
and worries why, who and what.
A friend would gauge your fear,
But shouldn't a friend worth more?

A true friend catches the second tear
and vows to hit whoever made you cry.
A true friend helps you face your fear,
But a true friend should've watched your back.

A best friend stops the third tear
with love, laughter and unusual care.
A best friend sticks in bad or good.
Son, which are you?

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