Friends
Friends smile at you.
They like your face.
They want to be with you
any old place.
Friends have fun with you.
Friends share.
They’re glad when you’re happy---
when you’re sad, they care.
If you’re a friend
then you care, too.
That’s why your friends
Friends smile at you.
They like your face.
They want to be with you
any old place.
Friends have fun with you.
Friends share.
They’re glad when you’re happy---
when you’re sad, they care.
If you’re a friend
then you care, too.
That’s why your friends
2 comments:
Great work, Charlotte's mum
This is a lovely poem!! EC's mum
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