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Getting Hurt
Friends
My Friend
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My Friend
 

 There are many things God gives us in our lives
Sons, daughters, fathers, mothers, husbands and wives.
Some of the most important things though, noone else can see,
Like your friendship and how much it means to me.

Just having someone that you can talk to
Or knowing, if needed, she'll be there for you.
Always keeping secret thoughts or private feelings among ourselves.
Always being open and honest with someone else.

Someone you can tell your dreams and hopes to,
Knowing that they'll never ever laugh at you.
Even, though, sometimes I can do dumb and silly things,
I pray, for you, only the good things that life can bring.

I've had very few friends who'll hang in there with me
And I hope that you'll forever be able to see,
That a good frienship can make you feel free,
For you to be you and me to be me.

I ask for God to always bless you,
In everything that you try to do.
I'll always want only the best for you,
And hope that all of your dreams will come true.
 

Dedicated to my friend, Linda 
and my friend, Norma 

By Janet Matrisch

© 2003 Janet Matrisch 
(All rights reserved)

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