Friends are like those mirrors, In which, you can see yourself; They point out your genuine errors, And take all your blames on themselves.
They treat your problems as their own, And like and love you by heart; They make fun and laugh—when you moan, But admire your good work as well—a lot.
Friendship is that great gift of God, Which drops upon His blessed followers; True love and faith meet at this node, Which beautifies life with lovely flowers.
It fills you always with pure happiness, And makes prosperous, content and unique—as well; It keeps you apart from fear and disgrace, Strength, confidence and decency—it swells.
