Poem on Friends – The Gift
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It was a beautiful morning when she opened her eyes,
As the cloudless sky revealed the golden sunrise
As she glanced at the huge gifts pile,
She realized it was her birthday with a smug smile
Stepping out of her room she saw the whole mansion decorated,
But she was not surprised with the splendour that was created
The day was spent celebrating with her parents,
The sun had set when she eagerly awaited her friends
And soon they arrived dressed in elegance,
The decorations looking complete with their presence
They wished her and gave her the presents they bought,
But they had no clue of whom her eyes sought
After waiting for a while she reluctantly proceeded with celebrations,
Smiling all the while lest her face would betray her emotions
The party was over with her friends leaving merry and content,
Now was the time for the presence of hidden disappointment
Dejected, she trudged towards the garden all alone,
She thought to herself what could have gone wrong
Come what may I’ll be there he had promised,
How could he have forgotten, how could he have missed
Tears filled her eyes turning everything into a blur,
It was at that moment when she saw a figure
And there he was standing with a big grin on his face,
She found in herself fierce happiness taking disappointment’s place
The tears returned but this time it was different,
It reflected the joy of having her best friend
His face looked exhausted his hair an untidy mess,
He was not rich this could be made out from his dress
“Happy birthday dear, sorry m late” he panted,
Her best friend was here that was all she wanted
“I couldn’t buy you a gift” said he as his face became sad,
“You silly boy” she exclaimed ‘you’re the best gift I’ve ever had”
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