To Jesse:-
Friends in school are forever young.
Unchanged, they're where you always will belong.
The crowd is never gone,
The pleasure stays,
The music of the moment always plays,
The time remains a field of wistful grace
To which you may return from anyplace.
Of course, you may still know them later on
When you are someone else and years have run;
And you may love them dearly, and they you,
But time must make their friendship something new.
Meanwhile, flourishing within your heart
There is a whole, of which you were a part:
A group of friends, one in love and pain,
In whom your longing comes alive again.
Basmah's said:
I really need a friend.
whoever it was.
I just need a friend who can understand me, not mocking.
I'm just a man who has a high imagination.
I often wish something hard to believe.
God help me ..
find me a man who can appreciate me.
You may only god can help me, respect me.
Friends please, help me ..
I beg you ...
Maybe just you are.
NLR ::*
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