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DEAR FRIEND

by:
Grace E. Easley

Because you are my friend, I see
Life in a different way,
And joy I had not hoped to know,
Adds sparkle to each day.

A long forgotten memory
Arises from the past,
Of all we are allowed to keep
And things that never last.

But seasons come and seasons go,
And we remain a part
Of all the true nobility
We carry in our heart.

A friend to understand and care,
That's how it ought to be
And so I pray the road you walk
...Is wide enough for me.

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