My friends are my family.
The are honest to me when I need to hear words I feel I cannot bear to hear.
I am set strait and get back moving forward on my road..
Hearts feeling proud to see me succeed.
Always warning me of obstacles ahead which I sometimes fail to heed.
Telling me to stay out of self pity..!"
Pushing me further up the ladder when I obtain frozen heals.
Looking down the ladder, they are always there climbing ,with me close behind.
Spirits cheering me on when I am doing well.
Like Rocky's Coach after Rocky Became His Best Friend's lost soul's son's mentor.
They yell the words that I truly needed to hear, after a knock out jab, from a glove, to get "Back up!"
Always telling me "You are an attractive younger man" "Who needs to clear the mind that needs to stop thinking through ,'The Looking glass.."
This "Dorthy Gale" still cries for my "Aunt Emmye."
Because my friends love me for the person that I am.
I return their acts and kind deeds (as they need me in their "Corner of Life's Ring...")
I'm their "Rocky" Who cheers "Mohammad" to their victory in their corner of their ring.
Now, together, a song in each one of our connected  souls, our hearts do sing.
"Forever through war, hunger,pain, , and ill health"
"Through the easy times, wealthy moments, and easier moments, and blinding and shining victories  of such..."
"The need to exist
"to and for each other..."
"A well knit family of sisters and brothers."