Poem by: Sylvia Outlaw
Friendship is like a garden
With different flowers everywhere;
Some are your very favorite’s
And you treat them all with care.
Others may drift by the wayside
They soon whither and fade away;
But some will continue to blossom
In true friendship day after day.
And I pray in my life’s garden
I’ve planted friendship to keep;
That I have sowed some kindness
And I’ve planted it good and deep.
And as I count my blessings
And my flowers one by one
I see your face among them
Moving in the morning sun.
God’s helped me with my garden
He’s been there my whole life through;
And he gave me the greatest giftWhen He gave me friends like you