When the roses lose their fragrance,
and the world seems at an end,
when i don't find you side by my side
There's not a day that passes by
when I don't stop and wonder why-
Why was I blessed with a friend like you,
even after what I've put you through
Heaven sends a gift each morn,
of a bright new day to spend,
What a joy it is to share it with,
God's greatest gift..
when i ask God for a gift,
Be thankful that he sends,
Not diamonds, pearls, or riches,
But the love of a real, true friend like you.
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I would like to translate this poem
when i ask God for a gift, Be thankful that he sends, Not diamonds, pearls, or riches, But the love of a real, true friend like you. Beautiful poem. your heart is noble. that is why you seek real love and friendship and value it more than gold and diamonds. thank you. tony