"There aren't any strangers, only friends I haven't met yet."

Friends are a very rare jewel,  indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always
     want to open their heart to us.
Show your friends how much you care.....
Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a friend for life.
Let's show our friends how much we appreciate them and what
they mean to us.

I went outside to find a friend,
And couldn't find one there.
I went outside to be a friend,
And friends were everywhere.

Blessing to Friendship

 Father, I ask you to bless my friend reading this right now!
 Lord, show them a new revelation of Your love and power.
 Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment.

 Where there is pain, give them Your peace & mercy.
 Where there is self-doubting, release a renewed confidence in
 Your ability to work through them.

 Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion,
  I ask You to give them understanding, patience, & strength
 as they learn submission to Your leading.

 Where there is spiritual stagnation,
 I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness,
 and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You.

 Where there is fear, reveal Your love,
 and release to them Your courage.

 Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it,
 and break its hold over my friend's life.

 Bless their finances, give them greater vision,
 and raise up leaders, and friends to support, and encourage them.

 Give each of them discernment to recognize the demonic forces around them,
 and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it.

 I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name!
 In Christian love,
 Your friend in Jesus

 Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend,
 as I have done here, will bless you both.
  Passing this on to one not considered a friend
 is something I know Christ would do.\

 God's blessings, love and peace be with you always.

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Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere deep within ourselves;
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through,
To be alone, to be ourselves.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings,
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
And even our unspoken fears.
It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But now and then, whether by chance or design,
Someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours
And we allow that person to see, to feel and to share
All the reason, all the uncertainty
And all the emotion we've stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down in his own corner of our special place,
Where a bit of themselves will remain forever.
And we will call that person a friend.


It takes strength to be firm.
 It takes courage to be gentle.

 It takes strength to stand guard.
 It takes courage to let down your guard.

 It takes strength to conquer.
 It takes courage to surrender.

 It takes strength to be certain.
 It takes courage to have doubt.

 It takes strength to fit in.
 It takes courage to stand out.

 It takes strength to feel a friend's pain.
 It takes courage to feel your own pain.

 It takes strength to hide feelings.
 It takes courage to show them.

 It takes strength to endure abuse.
 It takes courage to stop it.

 It takes strength to stand alone.
 It takes courage to lean on another.

 It takes strength to love.
 It takes courage to be loved.

 It takes strength to survive.
 It takes courage to live.

 ~~author unknown~~

                                                                  Cherished Friend

 God must have known there would be times
   We'd need a word of cheer
    Someone to praise a triumph
    Or brush away a tear.
    He must have known we'd need to share
    The joy of "little things"
    In order to appreciate
    The happiness life brings.
    I think he knew our troubled hearts
    Would sometimes throb with pain
    At trials and misfortunes
    Or some goals we can't attain.
    He knew we'd need the comfort
    Of an understanding heart
    To give us strength and courage
    To make a fresh, new start.
    He knew we'd need companionship
    And so God answered the heart's great need
    With a CHERISHED FRIEND....like you.

                                              ...........this poem is for you Ann Fenwick
                                      .......................in Wichita, Ks.

 To handle yourself, use your head;
 To handle others, use your heart.
 Anger is only one letter short of danger.
 If someone betrays you once, it's his fault;
 If he betrays you twice, it's your fault.
 Great minds discuss ideas;
 Average minds discuss events;
 Small minds discuss people.
 God gives every bird it's food,
 But he does not throw it into it's nest.
 He who loses money, loses much;
 He who loses a friend, loses more;
 He who loses faith, loses all.
 Beautiful young people are accidents of nature,
 But beautiful old people are works of art.
 Learn from the mistakes of others.
 You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.
 The tongue weighs practically nothing,
 But so few people can hold it.
 A friend is someone we turn to,
 When our spirits need a lift.
 A friend is someone we treasure,
 For our friendship is a gift.
 A friend is someone who fills our lives,
 With beauty, joy, and grace.
 And makes the world we live in,
 A better and happier place.
 Friendship is a strange thing....we find ourselves telling each
 other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even
 share with our families who raised us...But what is a friend? A
 confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie? A shoulder to cry
 on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel?...A friend is all these
 things...and more.  No matter where we met....I  call you a friend. A
 word so small...yet so large in feeling...a word filled with emotion. It
 is true great things come in small packages.
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 Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can
 never be closed...it is a constant book always written...waiting
 to be read...and enjoyed
 We may have our disagreements...we may argue...we may
 concern one another... friendship is a unique bond that lasts
 through it all.... A part of me is put into my friends...some it is
 my humor...some it is my listening ear...some it is real life
 experiences...some it is my romanticism...but with all, it is
 friendship. Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built
 as a foundation....necessary for life ...and necessary
 for love. : -)

                     Friends, you and me...
                            you brought another friend...
                                    and then there were 3...
                                        we started our group...
                     Our circle of friends...
        and like that circle...
                                  there is no beginning or end.

                                Shadows slowly changing
                             On an old and crumbling wall;
                                  Auras of the life forms
                                That have passed across
                                The threshold of my door.
                                 You seem to me familiar
                            And I think I may have met you
                               In a life I faintly remember
                                       Once before.
                                Phantoms gaily laughing
                                In scenes of faded beauty,
                              Dredging up sweet memories
                                Of things that never were.
                                 You seem to me familiar
                            And I think I may have met you
                                    In a life I faintly remember
                                       Once before.
                                I dreamed I was an angel
                            Flying through a yellow canyon;
                          Yellow rubble strewn and scattered
                                   On the canyon floor.
                               The yellow rubble glittered
                            Like the gold of all the legends,
                            And I think I may have met you
                                       Once before.

                                                                            - - don't have a clue

One song can spark a moment,
  One flower can wake the dream.
    One tree can start a forest,
    One bird can herald the spring.
    One smile begins a friendship,
   One handclasp lifts a soul.
     One star can guide a ship at sea,
      One word can frame the goal.
      One vote can change a nation,
       One sunbeam lights a room.
       One candle wipes out darkness,
        One laugh will conquer gloom.
      One step must start each journey,
      One word must start each prayer.
      One hope will raise our spirits,
      One touch can show you care.
        One voice can speak with wisdom,
         One heart can know what's true.
         One life can make the difference,
          You see it's up to YOU!
Winter of '98
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the baby crocus bulbs in the garden that had been sleeping until
recent warm spell enticed them, to
mature way to early...............and they peeked out , then bloomed
too soon into such a rich blue indigo color
(my favorite)................................and they stood waving
in the wind, proud and so beautiful, so far ahead of their time
.....................there was nothing to fortell of the frost that came just
two days later
...........................and overnight with a chilling wind knocked them to
the ground
.................................I see them now, just lying there, a hint of what
they use to be
.....................................and somewhere deep within my soul, it really
saddens me
                                                            written by:  Olivija Gwynne

The Children's Hour
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Between the dark and the daylight,
    When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
    That is known as the Children's Hour.
I hear in the chamber above me
    The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
    And voices soft and sweet.
From my study I see in the lamplight,
    Descending the broad hall stair,
Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,
    And Edith with golden hair.
A whisper, and then a silence:
    Yet I know by their merry eyes
They are plotting and planning together
    To take me by surprise.
A sudden rush from the stairway,
   A sudden raid from the hall!
By three doors left unguarded
    They enter my castle wall!
They climb up into my turret
    O'er the arms and back of my chair;
If I try to escape, they surround me;
    They seem to be everywhere.
They almost devour me with kisses,
    Their arms about me entwine,
Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
    In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!
Do you think, O blue-eyed banditti,
    Because you have scaled the wall,
Such an old mustache as I am
    Is not a match for you all!
I have you fast in my fortress,
    And will not let you depart,
But put you down into the dungeon
    In the round-tower of my heart.
And there will I keep you forever,
    Yes, forever and a day,
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
    And moulder in dust away!
  When I was a child I would sit in the study of my
                                         Aunt Margarette's and read and memorize her poetry.
                                                 This one I remember the most as I love and remember her.

Old Friends

Around the corner I have a friend
  In this great city that has no end,
   Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
   And before I know it, a year is gone
   And I never see my old friends face,
   For life is a swift and terrible race,
   He knows I like him just as well
   As in the days when I rang his bell,
   And he rang mine.
   We were younger then,
    And now we are busy, tired men.
    Tired of playing a foolish game,
    Tired of trying to make a name.
    "Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jim"
    "Just to show that I'm thinking of him"
     But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And
     distance between us grows and grows.
     Around the corner!-yet miles away,
     "Here's a telegram sir-"
    "Jim died today."
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Take Care of Your Friends"

       Friend  is a word that I don't throw around
       Though it's used and abused, I still like the sound.
       I save it for people who've done right by me
       And I know I can count on, if ever need be.
       Some of my friends drive big limousines
       Own ranches and banks and visit with queens,
       And some of my freinds are up to their neck
       In overdue notes and can't write a check.
       They're singers or ropers or writers of prose
       And others, God bless 'em, can't blow their own nose!
       I guess bein' friends don't have nothing' to do
       With talent or money or knowin' who's who.
       It's a comf'terble feelin' when you don't have to care,
       'Bout chosin' your words or bein' quite fair.
      'Cause friends'll just listen and let go on by
       Those words you don't mean and not bat an eye.
       It makes a friend happy to see your success.
       They're proud of yer good side and forgive all the rest.
       And that ain't so easy, all of the time,
       Sometimes I get crazy and seem to go blind!
       Yer friend just might have to take you on home,
       Or remind you sometime, that you're not alone.
       Or ever so gently pull you back to the ground,
       When you think you can fly, with no one around.
       A hug or a shake, whichever seems right
       Is the high point of givin', I'll tell ya tonight,
       All worldly riches and tributes of men,
       Can't hold a candle to the worth of a friend.
   "Baxter Black"
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A Forever Friend

      Sometimes in life,
      you find a special friend;
      Someone who changes your life
      just by being part of it.

      Someone who makes you laugh
      until you can't stop;
      Someone who makes you believe
      that there really is good in the world.
      Someone who convinces you
      that there really is an unlocked door
      just waiting for you to open it.
      This is Forever Friendship.

      When you're down,
      and the world seems dark and empty,
      Your forever friend lifts you up in spirit
      and makes that dark and empty world
      suddenly seem bright and full.

      Your forever friend gets you through
      the hard times, the sad times,
      and the confused times.
      If you turn and walk away,
      your forever friend follows.
      If you lose your way,
      your forever friend guides you
      and cheers you on.

      Your forever friend holds your hand
      and tells you that
      everything is going to be okay.
      And if you find such a friend,
      you feel happy and complete,
      because you need not worry.
      You have a forever friend for life,
      and forever has no end.
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Dear Friend
Because you are my friend,
I see life in a different way,

And joy I had not hoped to know,
Adds Sparkle to each day.

A long forgotten memory
arises from the past,

Of all we are allowed to keep
and things that never last.

But seasons come and seasons go,
And we remain a part
of all the true nobility
we carry in our heart.

A friend to understand and care,
That's how it ought to be
And so I pray the road you walk
Is wide enough for me.
         Grace E. Easley
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Golden Moments Between Friends

Golden moments between good friends
are something to be cherished
and held within your heart
for all time

for there is no better feeling
than to be with someone
who cares about you unconditionally.

Who does not care what you say
or what you do,
or what you look like at your worst
and when you need a hug or a smile
your friend will be there for you

to support you,
to guide you
to let you know that love can heal
and show that life is still worth
all its golden moments.
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 I said a prayer for you today
 And know God must have heard-
 I felt the answer in my heart
 Although He spoke no word.

 I didn't ask for wealth or fame,
 I knew you wouldn't mind.
 I asked Him to send treasures
 Of a far more lasting kind.

 I asked that He'd be near you
 At the start of each new day.
 To grant you health and blessings
 And friends to share your way.

 I asked for happiness for you
 In all things great and small,
 But it was for His loving care
 I prayed for most of all.
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The A - Z of Friendship

 (A)ccepts you as you are
 (B)elieves in "you"
 (C)alls you just to say "HI"
 (D)oesn't give up on you
 (E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)
 (F)orgives your mistakes
 (G)ives unconditionally
 (H)elps you
 (I)nvites you over
 (J)ust "be" with you
 (K)eeps you close at heart
 (L)oves you for who you are
 (M)akes a difference in your life
 (N)ever Judges
 (O)ffers support
 (P)icks you up
 (Q)uiets your fears
 (R)aises your spirits
 (S)ays nice things about you
 (T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it
 (U)nderstands you
 (V)alues you
 (W)alks beside you
 (X)-plains things you don't understand
 (Y)ells when you won't listen and
 (Z)aps you back to reality
 A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift,
 A friend is someone we treasure For our friendship is a gift,
 A friend is someone who fills our lives With Beauty, Joy, and Grace
 And makes the world we live in
 A Better and Happier Place.
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   Blessed are they that understand
   My faltering step and palsied hand.

   Blessed are they that know my ears today
   Must strain to catch the things they say.

   Blessed are they who seem to know
   That my eyes are dim and my wits are slow.

   Blessed are they that look away
   When the coffee spilled at the table today.

   Blessed are they with a cheery smile
   Who stop to chat for a little while.

   Blessed are they who never say,
   "You've told that story twice today."

   Blessed are they who find the way
   To bring back memories of Yesterday.

   Blessed are they who make it known
   That I am loved and not alone.

   Blessed are they who ease the days
   On my journey Home in loving ways.

               - Esther Mary Walker
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