SOMETHING I HAD THOUGHT

Sometimes in my sweet silent thought
I keep remembering of things past,
I sigh the lack of many things I sought,
With old wounds, new sadness comes to light.

Can I drown an eye, not used to crying,
For dear friends who hides in silence of night,
Shall I weep again on Love's cancelled gloom,
And moan the expense of many a vanished sight.

Then can I grieve at gloom foregone,
And heavily tell over from sorrow to sorrow
The sad account of the sadness in my heart
Which I now pay as if not paid before.

But when I think of you, my dear friend, all
that was lost are restored and sorrows ends
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We should be thankful to have a friend - a real friend.!
We should treasure all the go0d things that he did for us,
Life is inc0mplete without a friend,
Let's take go0d care of him, till the end!