One bright morning I met her on my way
She surprised me hard and made me quiet
But life is long and it took a turn
She held my hand when I needed one
She listened to me, She gave me time
She surprised me again and made me quiet
She is strong, She is tender
She is smart, She is crazy
She laughs at me, She laughs with me
She is mature, She is fun
We are different, We are alike
I am lucky to have her around
I call her my friend
She held my hand when I needed one
Love
-- and i called her self centered ! SORRY friend..
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