I don't have many personal 'bestest' friends, and those that I do have, I hold in very high regard.....I guess I am just olde fashioned. Maybe it is people these days are soooo busy, or have so many friends, the value they place on its meaning becomes diminished........
This little early 19th century poem on Friendship perfectly sums up my definition of ...
Of all the gifts which Heaven bestows,
There's one above all measure~
And that's a Friend midst all our woes.
A friend is a found treasure....................
To thee I give that sacred name,
for thou art such to me~
and e'er proudly will I claim,
to be a friend to thee.