Will we stand
Will we fall?
I look back
At the time that has gone
By the days that have
Passed
And the role that you
Played
In sharing the Lord with me
And I realize that the Lord's
Hand was in it all.
We were meant to meet
In Childcare
My first year
At a new school
The last year of highschool
But it is the friendships
Like yours that meant the most
You stood with me
When I felt alone
Prayed with me
Shared the Lord with me.
You are the kind of friend
I look at and I thank God for
The one's who don't pass judgment
But gently show the way.
Our friendship
Stands the test of time
Over and over again
And when I look back at all
The friends that have drifted away
I look at you and see the kindness
You always give.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
May.31.09
10: 10 P.M PST
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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