How Many Friends Have You?

The old man turned to me and asked 
"How many friends have you?" 

Why 10 or 20 friends have I, 

And named off just a few ~ 

He rose quite slow with effort 

And sadly shook his head 
"A lucky child you are 

To have so many friends," he said, 

But think of what you're saying 

There is so much you do not know 

A friend is just not someone 
To whom you say "Hello" 

A friend's a tender shoulder 
On which to softly cry 

As well to pour your troubles down 

And raise your spirits high 

A friend is a hand to pull you up 

From darkness and despair... 

A true friend is an ally 

Who can't be moved or bought 

A voice to keep your name alive 

But most of all a friend is a heart 
A strong and sturdy wall 

For from the hearts of friends 

There comes the greatest love of all!!! 

So think of what I've spoken 
For every word is true 

And answer once again my child 

How many friends have you?? 

And then he stood and faced me 
Awaiting my reply 
Softly I answered 

"If lucky...... 
one I have is 

-- Unknown

Richard that is so good i thought i was going to cry because of it

so deep and so true i like it