Friends

He lighted a candle,

We blew it off,

We lit the fun together

Again, as the light is off.

His face seemed red,

Ours no doubt gay,

It's the friendly fray.

We pinch together,

We smile together,

We feel together,

At last we be together.

Our entity is within,

So that we are all

Best friends.

Our battles last,

Like a winged feather.

Our oneness reign,

In every doubtful weather.

One may lead,

Others follow,

But whoever leads,

Follows the rest.

The worlds we have,

Are fused together,

Between our soul,

Where we play.

We are the words,

In lines, our story lives.