The Word

I've heard a word used most everyday,
During work and amid my play.
A word so strong it knows no bounds.
It alludes to happy, joyous sounds.
My heart, indeed, it leaps thrice,
For this word means something nice.
It takes the form of a certain someone.
If I'm lucky, I might become one.
You can't have one; there must be two,
But more will come, through and through.
If you are kind and if you are good,
You will find more than you ever could-
Count- As children, you'll walk hand-in-hand.
The word I heard was the sound of "Friend."

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