Sometimes along life's pathways

There will come along a Friend

Who gets to know you inside-out

right to the very end,

And depth and height and width,

of all that makes you - You

And they continue liking

you no matter what you do.

They get to see inside of you,

where others dare not go.

And soon they are a

part of you and, oh,

you love them so.

They let you laugh.

They share your joy.

They help you through the day.

And no matter what

you've said or done.

They will not turn away.

Sometimes,

when things are getting rough,

and when the crying's done,

They'll join with you in games and play

Just like when you were young

And had a special playmate

who would run with you in the

Fields of Joy,

That children find around the bend

with girls or with boys.

They're honest.

They are faithful.

They try never to betray

The precious trust between you

as you live from day to day.

It's so hard to describe them.

And though it might sound odd

My best way to describe them is

They are a gift from God.

And so, my Friend, I'm writing

with a thankful heart to say

I'm so glad I've a friend like you

You've helped me on my way.

So, thank you for just being there.

And thank you for the toys.

But mostly Thanks for running

with me through the Fields of Joy.

(author unknown)