Isn't That What Friends Are For? Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

I said, "I know it's not much, but I hope it will help, "
Then I gently pressed the gift into your hand.
"Please know that you are loved, and I'll try to be here,
Anytime that you'll let me be your friend."

You went on and on about how grateful you were
For me being there in your time of need.
Through tear-filled eyes you cried and then said,
"May God bless you for this golden deed."

The tears were still falling as you gave me a big hug,
Then I saw a smile of relief on your face;
You said, "Today a huge load has been lifted from me,
And your gift was such a sweet show of grace."

I thanked you sincerely for your kind compliments,
And longed to bask in your praises some more.
Instead, I said, "O' no, I was just glad to help,
Besides, isn't that what friends are for? "