It's the little things you do
That bring pleasures day by day,
Your friendly smiles, your handclasp
In that "glad-to-know-you" way,
It's the way you understand
And know just what to do . . .
Who wouldn't love and treasure
A perfect friend like YOU!
In today's world, it is hard to find
A friend like you who is so kind
No matter what I ask
You're there up to the task.
You never look for attention
You're the one who always mentions
Others in need
And you do a good deed.
When I see your smilin' face
I know your heart is in the right place
You also encourage with your words
And people know that you have heard.
I hope we are friends for all our days
You, my friend, are special in every way!
Poet: Lucy Larcom
Try to guess what radiance now
Is resting on that gentle brow,
Lovelier than shone upon it here;
What heavenly work thou hast begun,
What new immortal friendships won,
That make the life unseen so dear.
I do not think that any change
Could ever thy sweet soul estrange
From the familiar human ties;
Thou art the same, though inmost heaven
Its wisdom to thy thought has given,
Its beauty kindled in thine eyes.
The same to us, as warm, as true,
Whatever beautiful or new
With thy unhindered growth may blend:
Here, as life broadens, love expands;
How must it bloom in those free lands
Where thou dost walk, beloved friend!
The Name Of Friend
Poet: John Newton
One there is, above all others,
Well deserves the name of Friend;
His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end:
They who once his kindness prove
Find it everlasting love.