Satisfied

Everlasting rapport

Not the permanent three,
but another trio with whom I always flew free.
Younger were they,
lodged around where I stay.
Hours to talk with the satchels on,
moments occurred from bus to abode.
Eves with them were to treasure,
Walking, playing and having some pleasure.
Always by my side when I sobbed,
Even in the happiest moments I adored.
One made me strong,another fight;
the youngest mate made me write.
Aiding me overcome my dejections.
Here I stand satiated with my presents.
These are the gifts from the fittest land whom I still cherish.

Author's Note

Poem dedicated to my friends,composed over night.Hope you like it 😊

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

Three is more than enough. You are blessed. One good friend can make a dark day seem light.
Keep writing

[The silent girl]

Thanks a lot. I am sure all these positive reviews will help me write better.

[Tony Jordan]

Yes, yes. They most certainly wont hurt.

[Wajiha Nayeem]

i loved it...keep up the good work.

[The silent girl]

Thank you loads

[AcasualPawn]

Good poem...... Meaningful sentence,
Excellent rhyme...

One made me strong,another fight;
the youngest mate made me write.

Well, keep writing.

[The silent girl]

Thanks a lot

[AcasualPawn]

No problem

[Thivya]

Great poem😍. Personally those words mean a lot to me. I liked it so much. Keep writing..

[The silent girl]

❤. Happy friendship day !