A friendship forced
Is no friendship at all
At times when I extend my hand
And my hand is left to touch the air
At times like these it would be wise
To withdraw my hand and bring it back
To my side, because a friendship can
Neither be forced or coerced
It makes me feel a yearning
But then sad I must be
Walk on by
Poems and Petals 
Beautiful old song and amazing poetry.
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Well said.
It is very much like solicited applause.
Friendship is only genuine when given freely.
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Yes, I have a habit of giving friendship freely and then being surprised when it is not reciprocated, I need to learn to hold back somewhat and be more restrained lol crazy lady seeking friends
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lovely post and tune. love it!
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