You can always have smiles

For a smiling face from everyone,

But people who share tears with you

Are really none.

But somewhere is born

To share your sorrows,

He shares his smile with you

And pains he borrows.

He is always with you

He understands, predicts and feels you,

He encourages you always

And in cries he heals you.

You can mark his presence

In the world anywhere,

But his replacement you can find

Nowhere in the world.

He can all of his blood

For your life to be saved,

He’ll rather die himself

Before you are to be graved.

He shares with you everything

Except his wife,

If you have cake

He’ll definitely have a knife.

He’ll always be there with you

In every hour of need,

And that’s how you define my dear

A FRIEND indeed.