I never came to you, my friend,
and went away without
some new enrichment of the heart;
More faith and less of doubt,
more courage in the days ahead.
And often in great need
coming to you, I went away
comforted indeed.
How can I find the shining word,
the glowing phrase that tells
all that your love has meant to me,
all that your friendship spells?
There is no word, no phrase for you
on whom I so depend.
All I can say to you is this,
God bless you precious friend.

Carol Noll Crowell