I fell and my lips almost kissed the ground
I sat down to cry over it.
You wiped my tears and the mud off the wound
While I kept staring at it.
Up we stood and the hug you gave
Until you felt my heart beat fine.
We walked back home holding hands,
You cleaned my wound spic and span.
Those moments will forever remain
Renewed and alive drawing the curve on my face
Though ages later we might not find time
For these are just, in my life, one particular phase.
You were, are and will always be
To make me smile and laugh out loud
Never countenancing even a moment of grief to peep
The only friend being tied in a blissful bond.
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