Picture by Josephine Wall
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My friend is like the bark
That wraps around an old oak tree
He gives me warmth and shelter
And knows the deepest part of me

My friend can be relied upon
Any hour of any day
He will always lend an ear
When I have something to say

My friend will give me love
And guide me through the storm
In his arms I'll be protected
His love alone will keep me warm

My friend is such a treasure
For his heart is made of gold
We'll remain the best of friends
As the two of us grow old

My friend will dry my tears
And lift my spirits high
He gives me newfound confidence
And he's given me wings to fly

My friend gives me direction
He remains my guiding light
I cannot live without him
He is the left hand to my right

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"When the willow bends at the
first hint of troubled breezes,
our friends come running
to see how they can help.
Sometimes friends know
when they are needed
even before we realise it ourselves,
because we are accustomed to
letting them in on the
happenings of our lives"

I am in motion
I am blue
Love is an ocean
I'm anchored in you
- Shawn Mullins

Betty Lou Hebert

Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.  A.Einstein