Posted by: Prem Piyush | August 5, 2007

To Dear Friend

The very morning,
While you was lonely,
Near the spring,
You do know,
I was there,
And I did hear,
That you sing.

Today,Friendship Hands
Me, miles away,
I couldn’t buy gifts,
Nor the flowers,
Or a call in the air.
Even then,
Touching your fingers,
In air, I am there.

Many celebrate,
Hug and smile.
And like  them,
We can’t meet,
Even for a while.

Like always before,
Let us pray –
God bless us ,
We will celebrate,
Every new morning,
Happy friendship day.

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    Happy Friendship Day.

  2. Beautiful poem for beautiful relation.

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