Special people, we meet through life.
Smooths way forward, easing strife.
Passing through, during difficult times
Hovering close by, watching for signs

Until it's time, to show what matters.
Like a caring cook, ladens platters,
of treats to bring smiles, to a sad face.
Or hugging arms, making one feel safe.

We call them friends, whoever they are.
Whether living close, or watch from afar.
To feel lucky, having someone to care
Supported when needed, able to share.

Friendship so precious, better than wealth,
many will agree, true friendship and health.
Walk hand in hand, with a peaceful grace.
Allowing life to be, our happiness space.