A Gift
i wanted to paint you a picture,
but brushes and paint i did not have,
i wanted to draw what you meant to me.
but what i saw in my mind would not come out on the paper,
i wanted to write beautiful words
that would tell you just how i felt...
then remembered that the Creator did that all for me,
The brightly shining sun,
reminds me of your smile
the softly blowing breeze,
reminds me of your touch
the stillness of the night,
reminds me of your understanding ways
and my blankets remind me
of the comfort you have shared ...
just as the rain,
are the tears we have shed
the clouds hold all our dreams,
the friendship we share
is remembered in the simplest of things....
Thank you for being a friend ....
~*~ Pixie ~*~
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