Why do I have such a friend as you...
to carry me through each day?
Who is always there to listen...
And in my heart is there to stay?

We go through life so unaware...
of what lies around the bend.
But, I know that you are there...
Because you are that kind of friend.

You always put yourself last...
And think of other people first.
Giving, caring, and thinking of ...
Your friendship that’s others thirst.

Life is no pleasant journey...
From it’s beginning to it’s end.
And yet, so many come to you...
Because you are that kind of friend.

We do not measure friendship...
By the good deeds that you do.
But, rather by the character and
The unselfish love that abides in you.

The clarity and care of who you are...
Forever remains the same.
The presence of your laughter...
The joy of just saying your name.

You reach out in so many ways...
Broken hearts you try to mend.
The light of the Master glows in you...
Because,  you are that kind of special friend!

© Steve A. Politte
March 1, 2006