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a poem by Jyothsna

I wandered lonely,
like a stray sheep from its herd,
betrayed, beaten and bitter,
tired of the inhuman human race.

It was then that you,
entered my life,
like a breeze and flowered it,
with your fragrance,
my godsent friend.

Everyone does not a true friend have,
or a loyal friend become,
thank the god who gave us both,
the opportunity,
for it takes two hearts
and a divine hand to make
the divine bond of friendship.