A fleeting moment of convenience in the air,
It's a bond that runs deep, a soulful share,
Of being there through joy and despair.
To be a friend is to listen with an open heart,
To feel the silent cries, to play a vital part,
In the lives of those we hold dear,
To offer solace, to wipe away each tear.
But when betrayal rears its ugly head,
And carelessness tarnishes what was once so well-bred,
The pain cuts deep, the wounds still raw,
As friendship crumbles, shattered by a flaw.
When a friend pleads for help, for a listening ear,
And all they receive is silence, a wall of fear,
The betrayal stings, the trust is broken,
And the bond once cherished is left unspoken.
So let us remember, in friendship's grand design,
That true connection transcends the confines of time,
It's about being there, through thick and thin,
Listening, caring, letting love win.
For in the end, what truly matters most,
Is the bond we share, the memories we boast,
Friendship isn't just a word we say,
It's a commitment to be there, come what may.
