After losing my two best friends, Shane and Chad, to car accidents I find myself still missing them some fifteen years later.
A friend; the one who will give
Without the expectation of receiving
The person who will receive and give
To whom is not expecting to receive
A friend is to be shared without wanting
Any more than to be remembered
That they were in my life
Friends may be few and far between
Hard to find and harder to keep
When one is lost is a time to weep.
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