Angel in my midst,
standing ready,
Wherever i need,
a shoulder to cry on.
An ear to listen you are there....
not for reward,
or personal gain,
you do so willingly,
with sincerity,
and compassion.
In your preserce,
i have felt the brush of an angelic wing,
and found the true meaning of friendship,
for these reasons.
You shall remain my greatest inspiration,
and deurest friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes good friends are like angels, they are the ones who save us from great plight.. this is very nice.. Lovely to read.. cheers shan