It matters not what you think

What you say or do

You can bet I'll always be

A special friend to you.

Because I think the world of you

And as I always say

One cannot be a real friend

Just for only a day.

I'll always be there for you

In good times and in bad

I'll share your smiles and dry your tears

When happy or when sad.

We can share each others struggles

Conquer burdens we may bear

And every day be close at hand

Because we truly care.

So here I am friend of mine

Be it far away or near

I cherish our blooming friendship

Each hour, each day, each year.

Ginny Bryant(c)

Journey Of Love

NOTE: Ginny's poetry is Copyright through
the Library Of Congress and cannot be copied
or used by whole or part in any way without her
written permission....