Thursday, 7 November 2013
Walking along the path of life ,
One thing I did realize ,
There will be people distinct and different ,
Some to lend a hand and some for you to lend .
Some honest and reliable .
Some who are friendly and some amiable .
Some good humored and some sad ,
And there will be few who will make you glad .
Many who will speak but work less ,
Many who will say their life’s a mess ,
Many who advertise even their new hair cut ,
But few...who will follow their gut .
Some who will say they stand by you ,
Some who make your happiness renewed ,
Some who share every problem they have ,
But few who won’t ever let you starve .
Few who will walk that extra mile ,
Few who strain themselves for your smile ,
Few who speak what your mind wants ,
Few who would play rib tickling pranks .
Someone whose words would soothe your soul ,
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