It was so quite, there was was a stilness in the air br winter was coming and also despair. br Black ice on the roads, with no gritters in sight br This going on night after night and everyone seems br to disapear out of sight. br You meet a friend and you start to speak, but their br replie it seems so weak, they have to get home br because it's so cold is this a sign that they are growing br old.Friendship comes and friendship goes but true friends br will chatter when it snows and they that do have no care br when the north wind blows because a good true friendship br just grows and grows. br Not even a winter storm can blow it away because a friend is br a friend to the bitter end.