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Jun.30,2008A friend is like a flower,
a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn’t have a friend.
Forever Friends
you’r my friend and that is true,
but the gift was given from me to you.
we went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
you suported me when i was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,
its really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day.
miles away cant keep us apart,
’cause you’ll always be in my heart.
Make new friends
But keep the old
One is sliver and the other gold
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what a wise poem !!!! mom, actually I interested in making a poem. is there any special regulation in making an English poem ?
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Hai Fikri …
If u re intersted in making poem why don’t you try this site: http://koti.mbnet.fi/~solmu/ohje/makepoem.php and there are many sites will help you.
Poem is spontaneous overflow of powerful emotion. So, Fikri, first is do not consider much about regulation. Focus on what you are going to express. Poems usually consist of verses and may or may not rhyme. For younger children, poems are more likely to have rhyme.
Creat one and send it to me, Ok
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It’s very extraordinary, if everybody knows about the meanings of “friend”
We have to make unlimited relationship. Because, we cannot live alone.
A successful person is not a person who clever, but one of important thing is relationship with the other human.
But, only few human knows that. They just shows their ego and individualism.
I like this Poem, I hope everybody able to know what are friends for.
One sentences……..
In this live, you have to be useful for others
Doesn’t always using the others
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like the sun shine the world
touch, but never break
be the one to help to
even love comes and go
left me behind the wall
break the heart till’ the dawn
when it flies me to the sky
love is something to be exact
but, it’s gone to the edge
trapped me in the bowl of commitment
burning me down with the facts
so’ what is love supposed to be ?
((well, is that nice ? at least that’s my spontaneous emotion. I usually make poems in Bahasa, so that’s I tend to use Indonesian poem style. is there any positive recorrection ? thank you so much))
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waw that is great Fikri… keep writing
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thank you…. but yours better I think……….
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