The question of true friendship hits you hardest
When you hit life’s journey longest
At the end of three score or more years
All doubts & fears become clear.
Friends come, friends go
Only one will glow
He stays with you
Because of you
Not that you’re rich
Not that you’ve reached
The scale of success
That others won’t access.
He’s there for you
Among the very few
With open arms
No superficial charm
As most rich expect
The things he possesses
And more in excesses.
A friend is one who comes in
When all the world goes out
He gives his all without expectation
Without thought of appreciation
He’s not there because you’re rich
Nor care even if you’re a freak
He cares for you unconditionally
Hoping you’d surrender to Him freely.
Paul Chong
Originally Penned on
Tuesday, 19 December 2000
I don’t like to be repetitious, but once again two thumbs up Paul.
Nowadays, it’s getting rarer to find a true and genuine friend.
But we are created not to be isolated islands. So thanks for your
timely reminder.
I often pray that God grant me real friend(s), and let it start with me
to be available to those who are lonely and forsaken. Thanks again.
CC