The Best Of Friends

When my paths were
dark and gloomy,
my love did light
the way.

When misery sought
to enslave me,
my love did
chased him away.

When the world no
longer wanted me,
my love did take
me in.

And I owe all I am
to my one true love,
for we are now the
best of friends.

By Wendell A. Brown
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