A Friendship Poem

Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
New-made friendships, like new wine
Age will mellow and refine.
Friendships that have stood the test-
Time and change-are surely best.
Brow and wrinkle, hair grown gray;
Friendship never knows decay.
For amid old friends, tried and true,
Once more our youth renew.
But old friends, alas! may die;
New friends must their place supply.
Cherish friendship in your breast-
New is good but old is best;
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.

By Joseph Parry

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