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          FRIENDS


          Friends -- I used to, many years ago, think I was not blessed with many. I was very, very wrong.

          I've found, over the years, as I retreated into my "world" which I felt I must live in, with a husband who was ill, a son to raise, and a job which kept me pretty much tied to the computer, that I was indeed "blessed" with many friends.

          Friends who were there at the touch of "icq", email, in seconds, minutes, etc. Friends who knew when I was in trouble, when I didn't even tell them anything -- they just "knew". I've been blessed in making friends, through tearing down, or letting down "walls" which I had built up -- because I felt that I had to -- in order to "survive" this thing I call "fate".

          My friends, much to my betterment as a person, and to my delight, have "taught" me that this must not be so -- I do not have to live within this self-imposed "prison"..... I can and am learning to be -- "free". It is a frightening journey that I begin -- however, with friends such as I have been fortunate to meet -- I feel I can make that journey -- and if I stumble and fall along the way -- I shall have "many" hands reaching out to give me a "boost".

          If through knowing me, one person has ever been "helped" or aided as much as I have been helped and aided, then I count myself indeed fortunate -- for this means that I have also learned the art of "giving" of myself -- unconditionally -- just "giving"..... and that is, to me, what friendship is about.

          So, to all my friends who have given so much of themselves, to me, and to so many others, I dedicate these pages to all of "you".

          My friends.


          This poem is for a very special friend -- who understands more than he realizes -- that friendships truly do "bloom".....
          For Topper -- it is an honor to call you friend.

          TO A FRIEND

          You entered my life in a casual way,
          And saw at a glance what I needed;
          There were others who passed me or met me each day,
          But never a one of them heeded.
          Perhaps you were thinking of other folks more,
          Or chance simply seemed to decree it;
          I know there were many such chances before,
          But others -- well, they didn't see it.

          You said just the thing that I wished you would say,
          And you made me believe that you meant it;
          I held up my head in the old gallant way,
          And resolved you should never repent it.
          There are times when encouragement means such a lot,
          And a word is enough to convey it;
          There were others who could have, as easy as not --
          But, just the same, they didn't say it.

          There may have been someone who could have done more
          To help me along, though I doubt it;
          What I needed was cheering, and always before
          They had let me plod onward without it.
          You helped to refashion the dream of my heart,
          And made me turn eagerly to it;
          There were others who might have (I question that part) --
          But, after all, they didn't do it!
          by Grace Stricker Dawson

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          Kahlil
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