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Wednesday 4 April 2012

The Gift Of Knowing You

There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.


But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.


When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.


Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.


I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.


For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.

Sunday 1 April 2012

A Friend's Greeting

I'd like to be the sort of friend that
you have been to me;
I'd like to be the help that
you've been always glad to be;


I'd like to mean as much to you
each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine,
to me along the way.


I'd like to do the big things and
the splendid things for you,
To brush the gray from out your skies
and leave them only blue;


I'd like to say the kindly things that
I so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul
the way that mine you've stirred.


I'd like to give you back the joy
that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need
I hope will never be;


I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,
who travel on
Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to
lean upon.


I'm wishing at this time that I
could but repay
A portion of the gladness that
you've strewn along my way;


And could I have one wish this year,
this only would it be:
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.