Three friends walk side by side
while walking together, stride by stride.
The first with blonde hair, ice blue eyes,
Looks as every boy sighs.
The second with brown hair, brown eyes,
walks quietly with wandering eyes.
The third, and last with brown hair and brown eyes,
walks chattering all the way.
Together, nothing keeps them apart,
for they all share one understanding heart.
They know what ales the other one so,
while she lies so low.
Three friends forever, what more could one want,
When traveling down the road with lighter hearts.
Grace Gordon
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