Friends hold hands through good, through bad,
The evil in the world is offset, thus,
And those who will stand shoulder to shoulder
Rise above the trifles and the pain
That darkens the doors of all we hold dear
Making our lives less than we hope for.
Though with our friends beside us
We climb up from the pit to stand in the sunlight
Making a life that is better than what we had
And we can rejoice to have those we love with us
We can step forward, our hearts beating bolder
The past no longer marking us with a stain
And our sense of humanity grows year by year
Yet, we count our blessings without keeping score
With cheer and joy we do what we must
Our friends held dear in our heart as we say, “goodnight.”
Thursday, July 5, 2012
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