Friends
The most priceless gift that I ever knew
Is the gift of friends...the tried and true.
I liken each one to a precious gem,
A sparkling jewel in a diadem.
Or I think of my friends as an endless chain;
The longer it grows, as more friends I gain.
Each friend is a link, each link a part
Of a golden chain that entwines my heart.
My every prayer begins and ends,
"I thank Thee God, for the gift of friends."
Edna Thornburg
First Name Friends
Though some may yearn for titles great,
and seek the frills of fame,
I do not care to have an extra handle to my name.
I am not hungry for the pomp of life's high dignities,
I do not sigh to sit among the honored LL.D's.
I shall be satisfied if I can unto the end,
To those I know and live with here,
a simple first-name friend.
There's nothing like the comradship which
Warms the lives of those
Who make the glorious circle of the Jacks,
Bills and Joes.
With all his majesty and power, Old Ceasar never knew
The joy of first-name fellowship, as all the Eddies do.
Let them who will be "mistered" here raised above the rest;
I hold a first-name greeting is by far the very best.
The happiest men on earth are not the men of highest rank;
That joy belongs to George, and Jim, to Henry and to Frank;
With them the prejudice of race and creed and wealth depart,
And men are one in fellowship
And always light of heart.
So I would live and laugh and love until my sun descends,
And share the joyous comradeship
Of honest first-name friends.
EdgarA. Guest
Garden Of Our Friendship
In the garden of our friendship
All kinds of flowers grow,
Some short-lived ones, and long-lived ones
It's just the seeds we sow.
Let us give them special thought
And treat them all with care,
To have our friendship's garden
Growing everywhere.
We might need just one flower
To help us in one spot,
And then again it might be
We'll need them by the plot.
So cultivate your garden,
Keep flowers growing there,
And only with these flowers
Is life's fragrance rich and rare.
Phyllis Klinger
Friends
Ain't it fine when things are going
Topsy-turvy and askew
To discover someone showing
Good old-fashioned faith in you?
Ain't it good when life seems dreary
And your hopes about to end,
Just to feel the handclasp cheery
Of a fine old loyal friend?
Gosh! one fellow to another
Means a lot from day to day,
Seems we're living for each other
In a friendly sort of way.
When a smile or cheerful greetin'
Means so much to fellows sore,
Seems we ought to keep repeatin'
Smiles an' praises more an' more.
Edgar A. Guest
A Good Friend
To have a good friend is one of the highest delights of life...
But to have a whole, real friend, is worthy of high endeavor.
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