Friendships

Legend tells of a fountain,
One drink and your young  again.
But if you drink from it
Will you remember every little bit?

A bit of the life you had before
If so, thank God its lore.
I don't wish to lose what I know,
or the people who helped me grow.

The people who gave me life.
Or when I needed it most, their last bite
Who when I thought I was on my last breath
They tore me away from death.

My friends are my life
They help me when im in strife
And ever I needed saving
No matter what Im facing

They will always be there for me
So for now and always I hope my future will be a "we"

This poem is about: 
My family

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