All over the world our friends are laughing or crying from the time they are born to the time they are dying Each one of them is needed and with our hearts we do share with our tears and our laughter our souls we lay bare We hold out our hands in our desire to show love with our hearts we talk gently and give them a hug We share and we smile use our words with great care because at the end of the day good friends are so rare!
------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
Lovely poem! Friendship is a wonderful thing - and to find so many friends in one place is rare. From the moment you began posting your work here, you fit in. You became a friend to everyone instantly because of the many wonderful qualities you possess - all of which you describe so beautifully in your poem! I'm proud to call you friend.