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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