by Aaron Markuson


What a word to warm the heart!

What a word to bring to mind a thousand memories—
Memories of caring, of sharing
mistakes and successes,
sorrows and joys,
heartache and laughter,
dreams shattered and dreams realized

How good it is to know that we are not alone—

That always—always—there are friends

on whom we can depend.

We know, for we have seen these friendships grow,

And in their growing we have learned

how strong and true these friendships are.

Miles may come between us, but when we meet again

We have no need for pretense, no worries about acceptance,

Just comfortably being ourselves in glad assurance

that we are still friends.

Few gifts of God compare with this.

Let us remember and be grateful.