Is a descriptive poem about a person, who’s so friendly,
Such a god’s gifted heart………may unlaiden the earth,
To give is to give, at all costs and at all its worth.
People who just think of themselves, first,
Should be left on the unclean shelves.
So that they can rot in their own dirt,
No one could matter, whether it hurts or not.
To give is not so natural, in today’s world of ours,
Just to enjoy the happiness and glory of a friend for hours.
Listening so carefully and attentively to a friends spoken words,
And in a subtle way…………you assist your friend with your own deep thoughts.
Smiling, laughing and enjoying all of the company,
Shown discretion when needed, at all costs.
Bring your words of wisdom to others of concern,
His body, astern, controls his mind.
Is it wise to think of others more than they think of you?
For this is the man of giving and not taking.
How much cool morning air in winter, makes the grass to dew,
But choosing his friends, not the ones with the big ego.
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