Treasures, we call friends



A journal of experiences
Pages weathered with time -
Signs of wear and tear,
The tough journey called life.

Handful of people
Carried through the journey
Safe, secure inside the heart -
Treasures, we call friends.

The journey continues
New pages are written every day.
The old ones remain -
Signs of experience.

Treasures -
We carry them with us,
Every step, every road…
They walk with us, as long as we do.





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