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Saturday, December 26, 2009


There is no way to measure the worth,
of the truest friends I have on Earth.
To say that they're priceless is ordinary and vague,
and not quite true; there is a price to pay.
To have great friends, one must put forth payment,
but not in the form of cash, gifts, or fake things.
Instead the price you pay for friends,
is to understand that one day life ends,
and you'll have to release them, though it may hurt
but that is the cost, for what friendship's worth.
For the laughter, the joy, the companionship too,
for the stories, the glories, the things you've been through,
for the hand to hold and the shoulder to cry on,
for the parties, the kisses, the hugs and the fun,
for all of these things, the price that you pay,
is simply understanding that it all goes away.
So make the most of this day with your family and friends,
because we never quite know when the journey ends,
and before you pay that inevitable price,
make the most of their love, their friendship, and their life.

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