To My Friends Poem by Greg Oosterhouse

To my friends, a great pleasure to know, here are a
few words, my love to show.

Your marriage, dear friends, I prayerfully support,
I hope it is of the lasting sort.

At your wedding reception, I sure was not slacking.
In fact, it was my autism I sent packing.

When I observe the two of you, arms around each other in love,
I think of how much I love you two, and ask for somebody of my own
from the Lord above.

For you I want only the best, all cares, worries and woes put to rest.

So proud I was when you got your new home, I was wondering when that
day would come.

In the Rightful Place you'll always be, once you're in there, there is
no getting out, you see.

That's the way true love should remain, itself from anyone it should not refrain.

This poem is for you, my friends, may my love for you never come to an end.