In so many ways.
I owe you thanks.
For being there when I was crying.
And when I was angry.
You knew from the very start.
That our friendship wouldn't part.
The secrets told.
And how they are kept.
Are just the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Even though your in spirit.
You're just the same to me.
Your my savior.
The one who gave me salvation.
To my repetitive problems.
And giving me hope.
Even when things were hard to cope.
So thanks a lot.
Thanks so much.
I'll never for get how much you helped.
Thanks in so many different ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem