I hold our friendship
closely guarded
in my world and in my heart.
Yet it exists in such a way
that it is free to explore
and grow in your world
and mine,
although we are miles apart.
When my heart aches,
and nothing seems to ease the pain,
you comfort me.
When the feeling of frustration
refuses to leave me,
you offer hope.
You are a rock
when my world falls into pieces.
Yours is the hand I hold
when my path is unsure.
And although our worlds
are separated by the miles,
our friendship knows not
the meaning of distance.
We share laughter and tears,
with the same joy and sadness
of any other two people
who have grown to care
about each other
as much as we do.
You hold the highest honor
that can be bestowed
upon another human being....
You are a friend,
and most importantly to me,
you are my friend.....
Copyright 1998-2001
Janet Nix