The Gift of A friend

There are days when
bubbling from us comes
the innocent child within,
who giggles at the little things
and wears a silly grin.

There are days when
depression comes to visit for a while.

The mind feels tired, the body weak,
we have no strength for a simple smile.

There are days when joy abundant,
grabs a hold of you and me.

Wraps us up in all it’s splendor,
lifts us up and sets us free.

There are days when sorrow wraps us,
in it’s cloak of grief and fear.

Till our hearts ache to the breaking,
until our eyes can’t shed a tear.

There are days when love bestows us,
with its wonderment and light.

The beauty of its mystery,
its power and its mite.

And there are days when life rewards us,
and seems to make amends.

By granting us a marvelous gift,
the precious gift of you. ! My friend. !