Thanks my friend for being you
When I'm not being me
That is the time I'm leaning
You're as solid as a tree

When my day is troubled
And I've cried through the night
All I have to do is call
You always make things right

I know no other person
You see into my heart
Your love does never falter
It's been there from the start

People sometimes ask me
What do I call a friend
For they've not found a true one
That's with them to the end

They say it seems all they have found
Are the 'fair weather' friends
But when we're hurting deep inside
A friend can see within

Sometimes we do not need words
We see inside each other's heart
Those, for sure, are 'keeper friends'
And have been from the start

We meet a lot of people
Who come in then leave our lives
They fill a 'temporary need'
When small problems arise

Well, dear, that's not the friendship
It's good, it's kind, has grace
But when I see just darkness
That is when I seek your face

And you come in - invited
For whatever would I do
God knew I'd need an angel
So, hand-picked He sent you

We laugh, we love, we nurture
Look deeply into the heart
And it did not take years you see
T'was like that from the start

How can I say thank you
God sent you right to me
We each hold the other closely
When there's trouble that we see

Two lives God bound together
We know there is no end
I am so thankful He picked you
My Sister/Angel/Friend

So thanks my friend for being you
When I'm not being me
That is the time I'm leaning
On the strength in you I see.



© 2006 Mary Anne Ray
 God's Little Whispers
July 25, 2006