My friend

You stood by me when i needed you the most,
You were my solace in bad times.
Lent me your hand without a thought,
Always there for me to rest my tired eyes on your lap.
You are like a dream- close to me when lost..
..and lost when i open my eyes.

Now... only your memories linger in the breeze..
your smile twinkles across the sky.
You are far from me, but..
your every word is in my heart.

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This is dedicated to a very dear friend, no longer in person owing to our misfortunes, but will always continue to dwell deep within our hearts as an indelible impression of congenial companionship and vivacious spirits.

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saketh said…
nice posts sruthi great goin....
July 2, 2008 at 12:35 PM
HANISHA NALLURI said…
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July 25, 2008 at 6:55 PM
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