In hardships and pangs of carrier and life
Those were some who hugged you tight
They plotted pranks with you
Giving your life a new dimension
He lifted you on your path
You thought he walked on roses
But the blood smeared bruises were hidden.
They clamped their harbours with yours
Saving you from falling off the banks
And sometimes turned to be your bank.
So to every such friend
Present them a gift today
But not with the inkspray or punching sping this time
But intrest for depositing his heart in your ribcage