I Think Of Friendship...

I think of friendship as a sewing thread,

A kind that binds the two hearts of two souls,

It’s there for us when things are torn and shred,

And to cover up all the tattered holes,

I think of friendship as a golden chain,

Linking memories from past and present,

Sometimes filled with moments that seem inane,

But nothing I feel that was not worth spent,

I think of friendship as a violin,

The music may go on and off some days,

But the strings will always be placed within,

And at the music we will stand amaze,

I think of friendship like a fragile glass,

Once it is broken it will be the last,