It’s something that a lucky person possesses,
Someone to relieve your stresses,
Someone who always stands besides you,
In your happy times or even when a mouse boos at you,
Someone who is honest and caring,
In all difficult times, tries to make you daring,
A person always ready to lend a helping hand,
Even if it is the death you have to face and stand.
A person with a true heart,
Who has the ability to make us again even when sadness
breaks us into parts.
A person who cries with us,
A person who laughs with us,
Into the dark, someone who shows us the way like a
lamp,
So that on no beautiful opportunities, our feet should
stamp.
May be he has some special powers,
So, that he can tolerate people crying on his shoulder
for hours and hours.
Someone who can shed tears for us,
Without any fuss,
This ‘someone’ is a true friend,
Very different from our other friends,
This wonderful gift is not given to many,
As it’s simply a game of destiny.
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