The Precious FriendsA friend or two that loves me Who shares my hopes and joys and fears That lifts my faith above me, Above the sordid things of life That, but for friends would settle To bickerings and useless strife And make me lose my mettle. I know full well. that it is best That tasks and burdens press me Which, overcome, with zeal and zest Each victory will bless me. So though the years may make me bend And add some pain and sorrow, Oh, glorious gift, this precious friend That smiles with me tomorrow. __Ed Blair |
Random Rhymes
Ed Blair
(Spring Hill, Kansas: New Era Publishing Co. 1939)
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