Dedication to Donna
 

Friends are Forever,
Friends are for real.
Friends are for expressing,
All the emotions we try to hide, but feel. 
Friends are the flowers,
which line the river's edge.
They are for sharing, and for caring,
and for the shields they place around us, like a hedge. 

Friends are for leaning on,
They are for helping, and comforting, too.
It would take forever,
to describe all that they are,
and true ones, are scattered and few. 

I am truly blessed in every way,
and I thank the Lord on every day,
because I have such a good Friend in YOU! 

Sandra Lewis Pringle


We all have friends that we consider special--but among those friends there is always one in particular that stands out above the rest.  I have such a friend. The following poem is only a little of what I feel towards my friend
 
 

She Is My Best Friend

She is always there when I need her.  She's always there when I call.
She's my friend, co-conspirator, my mentor. Yes she's these things all.
When I feel like I have lost myself and my day has turned so blue.
She boosts my spirits back up by saying  "Come on, I believe in you."

She defends what I believe in, although she may not herself agree.
Because although she sees things differently. She loves me for being me.
She doesn't try to change me. She accepts me just as I am.
And when I do something silly. She's the first to say, "amen".

She listens to my every woe or shares with me in laughter.
And if I screw up on her advice. She doesn't say "I told You" after.
My secrets she keeps sacred. My dreams she shares with glee.
And when I start a new adventure. She is there with me.

I could never truly express. All the things I feel inside.
The thankfulness, the gratefulness. I think of her with pride.
So when the world is over. And before my maker I do stand.
I will thank Him for the honour. Of having PrimaDonna for my friend.

Copyright © Patsy Sleeman
March 24,1999

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