Friends can hold our hands
At times when we are helpless
We need each other
Share our joyful past
Release the unhappy ones
Laugh together now
Meet for old times sake
Reminisce about the past
For the time being
Yesterday we met to visit our classmate. Twelve young men and ladies, to see our friend of over forty years. She has lost her father, a distinguished man.
At such times there are many memories, memories of our years together in boarding school. The unseen bond clearly makes our friendship special. No words can share the connection we have with each other and sometimes the silence or the laughter means much more than we can explain.
I give off myself because I appreciate the love and care this same group adorned on me when I was in this same situation. It feels like a balm on a fracture, and makes the pain a little bit less, decreased, yes.
People may not understand but when one has grown up with a group of friends, especially coped with many difficulties or hardships together, you tend to understand each other that much more.
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