So often when I think of you and
all the times we shared,
My heart is filled with thankfulness
to have a friend who cared,
Enough to listen to me tell
of joys and trials,
Your being there has been enough to
change my tears to smiles.
The subtle love between two friends
is so hard to define,
It's not a square or circle,
or even a straight line,
It's somehow like a tapestry
with colors soft and bold,
Yet deep within the weaving there
are tiny threads of gold.
Yes, so rare and lovely are your
friendships threads of gold,
For they will last a lifetime and
when my story's told,
Someone will hold my tapestry and
turn it towards the light,
And tiny points, those threads of gold
will gleam and shine so bright.
And they may think it's just a thread
like red or green or blue,
Perhaps they'll never ever know
that golden thread was you,
But I've been thinking lately how you've
touched my life just so,
Of how you are so dear to me,
and I wanted you to know.
That even if you're next to me or
though we're miles apart,
Your golden thread of friendship will
still weave within my heart.
© Mary (Garren) Morand
4-15-1988
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