My True Friend

When the roses lose their fragrance, And the world seems at an End, When the day has lost its gladness, What a blessing Is a friend. One who takes you as she finds you, Caring not who to blame, One who knows all your shortcomings, But who loves you just the same, Heaven sends a gift each morn, of a bright new day to spend, What a joy it is to share it with, God's Greatest Gift. Written by Cindy