So what shall I say

to you my friend

you who know everything

that plagues this dark heart

Goodday and Goodbye

are things that I know

but ot you such a friend

I know I must owe

I owe something more

because I adore

this friendship so sweet

that is so dear to me

So I say to you know

thank you from my heart

I owe so much to this

that I wish not to part

The joy of pain
or of long sought rest
can you not explain
the relationship

Dear things, as it were
cannot be bought
such is that joy
in each of our hearts

Laughter is merry
but can only heal pains
joy will heal wounds
if taken without vain

Happiness is just a fixture
looked at, once a while
joy may be locked up
but never can fail

Friends who are dear
will help shed a tear
with laughter and hope
they cure our fears

They sit there and laugh
with you speaking still
only to lookyou in the eye
and say how happy they are
to see you again

Friends who are cheery
but not a bit leary
or curious not vain
are better than rain

They shine like the sun
to all those around
give brite hope and happiness
even when there is none

I have a few
of these friends so dear
I love them like brethren
especially when here.