For the good friends <br />May you don’t <br />Pay attention <br />As they are there <br /> Always <br /> For you <br /> For the good things <br /> That you don’t know <br /> That you have <br />As the air you breathe <br />They are easy and sweet <br />They go deep in your soul <br />And flow with the blood <br /> To your heart <br />to tackle <br />Pains <br />The burdens of the time <br />And out of dims <br />In your heart <br />they give you <br />the shine and glow <br />like the sun of morning <br />They are free <br />They are free <br /> Who make you free <br />Genuine friends <br />They worth <br />A lot <br />Where the meaning <br />without them<br /><br />sallam yassin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-are-free/
