Words of Life, Love and Praise
My Friend...
I have a very special friend
There with a laugh when I need him-
Never ceases to make me a smile,
Though we only talk now once in awhile.
Our contact these days mosty pen
Yet when we do, I sure grin-
A funny guy, this friend of mine
His silly nature helps me unwind,
He says some things that make me think
While other times, his pen stinks...
I picture him writing the things he does
Sitting there reading his issues and woes-
At times his words are visually clear,
Other times, they spark some tears-
Yet no matter what it is that he writes,
I'm still here reading it, every night.
Yes, my friend is quite a guy-
One I can't replace, and would never try.
Thanks for making me laugh, think and for being a part of my life.
There with a laugh when I need him-
Never ceases to make me a smile,
Though we only talk now once in awhile.
Our contact these days mosty pen
Yet when we do, I sure grin-
A funny guy, this friend of mine
His silly nature helps me unwind,
He says some things that make me think
While other times, his pen stinks...
I picture him writing the things he does
Sitting there reading his issues and woes-
At times his words are visually clear,
Other times, they spark some tears-
Yet no matter what it is that he writes,
I'm still here reading it, every night.
Yes, my friend is quite a guy-
One I can't replace, and would never try.
Thanks for making me laugh, think and for being a part of my life.
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My Friend...
My Friend...
