Treasured

I count treasures as good friends gained

Friends are dear if they are real

If they are not, they'd be so mean

Affront they'll laugh, with you they'll smile

Turn around and they'll mock your back

Good friends, on the other hand, would stay as near

Though far maybe, they'll keep you dear

They may say things right on your face

They'll pierce as sharp but heal as gain

Real friends are true whatever may

They are the best, a treasured gain

So if you'll choose a friend as dear

Choose well and stick to those who cares

For with good friends you win the race,

But for wrong ones,you'll fall in pace