Gift Of Knowing You

There are gifts of many treasure
For both young and old
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.
But, put them together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.
When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt
When all those things you planned on
just aren't turning out.
Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.
I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.
For the end I would be happy
to have helped you start anew
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.