We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care,
we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom
we feel is our own. That"s Friendship, that"s Luv
Friendship grows out of chance
Meeting a mere glance
& Then a smie
& Touches the heart in
More ways then one
Isn''t it great
How We have grown
From being perfect strangers
To who We Are today
I''m fortunate to have found
A wonderful Friend like YOU