In life's vast sea, where many ships do sail, Among the waves, some bonds are built to last. Beyond blood's call, friendships never fail, Anchoring us to memories of the past.

In laughter and in tears, they stand by side, Through New York's rush or a quiet glen's bend. In them, our secrets and dreams do confide, For a true friend becomes a chosen kin.

Though time may pass, and paths may sometimes part, Their presence lingers, a beacon so bright. Often taken for granted, yet at heart, They're the stars that pierce the darkest night.

So raise a toast, or pen a heartfelt line, To friends, the treasure, forever divine.