Friends like these are hard to find,
Ones who’re loving, sweet and kind.
Ones who stay up late at night,
Just in case I get a fright.
Ones who call me every day,
Make the time to just say hey.
Ones who’ll drive me everywhere,
And remind me to wash my hair.
Those who help forget the pain,
Even when they have nothing to gain.
Ones who I know I can call,
Any time I start to bawl.
Those who know when something’s up,
Ones who make the best tea for my cup.
Even though I may not see them every day,
We will be friends until the end is what I pray.
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