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Friends
Dear
friends of mine,
Your love is real,
genuine.
You prove that each day,
As your
notes come my way.
I love the sweet words
you send.
The pass alongs that make me
grin.
The kleenex often comes out too,
As
we share a bit of sad news.
Sometimes a
poem you will send,
That you will have
penned
That starts the tears to
flowing,
Although my heart will be
glowing.
We send up prayers to our
Lord
As we agree in one accord,
For each
others desires and needs.
Yes, to our Lord we
do plead.
Truer friends I can not
find.
Our friendships were designed,
By
our Father, in His love
Sent by Him from
above.
He only sends the very best.
He
knows the ones who will invest
What it takes
to be a friend,
And to each other will
attend.
Father for Love that You do
impart
In giving me friends that will not
part.
Who will be with me till the
end,
Thank You, for each one You did
send.
Melva
2005 January 22
Scripture:
Proverbs
17~17
A friend loveth at all times.
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