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[kelizaggs]

An old man turned to me and asked,
"How many friends have you?"
"Why, ten or twenty friends have I,"
And I named off just a few.
He smiled a knowing smile at me
And sadly shook his head.
"How lucky you must be
To have so many friends," he said.
"But think of what you're saying.
There's so much that you don't know!
A friend is just not someone
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Comments

[geezguyz]

I like how your pic appears to be contemplating the poem, too...

[kelizaggs]

I didn't notice that...lol...I stole the poem off someone's myspace...but I found it pretty relevant to my life right now...thanks for not getting sick of me... :P