A hand to hold, a heart to be aware,
A chuckle that pursuits shadows low.
A companion, a fortune, at any point evident,
A bond that climates, old and new.
Through sunlit days and turbulent skies,
A consistent light in confiding in eyes.
Mysteries partook in murmurs delicate,
Dreams murmured, never jeered.
A senseless joke, a knowing look,
A solace in a momentary daze.
A shoulder solid to incline upon,
At the point when questions and fears come crawling on.
For life's an excursion, fabulous and immense,
Yet, companionship makes it totally solid.
With giggling's ring and sorrowful moan,
A companion's hug, underneath the sky.
About the Creator
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Nice poem, liked it!!!