The Precious One! Poem by Blossom Mist

I entered worried and scared
When I saw the warmth as you smiled

As a welcome into a new world
You extend a hand for me to hold

You talked to me when no one did
Gave me a hope whenever I skid

We fought and we laughed
There were days when we never talked

But you trusted me and so did I
When need comes we'll always stand by

As we rejoice in our triumphs
Lent a shoulder on our failures

We moved fast at times a lot
But did take time for a quick call

It's been long from the days of July
I saw seasons and times fly by

My dear you gave me a gift so precious and rare
That was your friendship and your care

The heavens have been merciful for giving me gems
I thank you dear for being my friend