One day when you feel aloneRemember i'm at the end of a phoneI love you loadsAnd that must showI want to let all the world to noI have a friend, that is youI love you for all you doYour face so sweet and your heart so gentleKeeping me together when i'm going mentalTelling me you love me and that you hold me tightBeing there for me even in the nightThank you friend you mean a lot to meMaybe now you'll seeHow much you mean to me
This poem shows that telling a friend in trouble that you love them pass this on to some one in need of being told you love them.
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Sunday, June 10, 2012
Friends
meet a few wrong people
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
"Portrait of a Friend"
I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.
I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
--Unknown--
you love to talk to.
Marry a person you love to talk to.
As you get older, their conversational skills
will be as important as any other.
~ Jill Wolf
There's something in a simple hug
That always warms the heart;
It welcomes us back home
And makes it easier to part.
A hug's a way to share the joy
And sad times we go through,
Or just a way for friends to say
They like you 'cause you're you.
Hugs are meant for anyone
For whom we really care,
From your grandma to your neighbour,
Or a cuddly teddy bear.
A hug is an amazing thing -
It's just the perfect way
To show the love we're feeling
But can't find the words to say.
It's funny how a little hug
Makes everyone feel good;
In every place and language,
It's always understood.
And hugs don't need new equipment,
Special batteries or parts -
Just open up your arms
And open up your hearts.
You My Friend
You my friend
You don't always show it,
but I know that you care.
You My friend
If I'd ever need you,
I know you'd be there.
You I'm glad you're my friend.
Your smile makes me smile.
Your pain makes me hurt.
You My friend
I want you to know:
If you need me--I'm there.
make you happy, make you laugh.
You My friend
Sometimes you make me mad,
but I can't stay mad.
You My friend
Sometimes I want to get away from you.
And sometimes there's nothing I want more than:
to talk to you, to tell you about my day,
to hear about yours, to laugh with you,
to tease you, to share an inside joke,
that no one else would get,
to argue with you,
but know we're just kidding...
You My friend
Do you remember the time when...?
There are so many times.
You My friend
Don't ever lose the wonderful person you are.
Stay happy. Stay healthy. Stay you.
You My friend
I'll never stop being your friend.
Don't ever stop being mine.
You My friend
Just wanted to tell you:
I care.
By Choice We Became Friends
It is by chance we met, by choice we became friends.
Friendship is a strange thing...we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don't even share with our families who raised us. But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel?...A friend is all these things...and more. No matter where we met, I call you friend. A word so small yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion.
It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always written waiting to be read and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements, we may argue, we may concern one another, friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all.
A part of me is put into my friends, some it is my humor, some it is my listening ear, some it is real life experiences, some it is my romanticism but with all, it is friendship.
Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation, necessary for life and necessary for love. Friends----you and me. You brought another friend and then there were 3. We started our group Our circle of friends and like that circle...There is no beginning or end...
Friendship is a strange thing...we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don't even share with our families who raised us. But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel?...A friend is all these things...and more. No matter where we met, I call you friend. A word so small yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion.
It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always written waiting to be read and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements, we may argue, we may concern one another, friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all.
A part of me is put into my friends, some it is my humor, some it is my listening ear, some it is real life experiences, some it is my romanticism but with all, it is friendship.
Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation, necessary for life and necessary for love. Friends----you and me. You brought another friend and then there were 3. We started our group Our circle of friends and like that circle...There is no beginning or end...
Friends Without Faces
We sit and we type and we stare at our screens,
We can't help but wonder what all of this means.
With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze,
On an infinite search...lost in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know,
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt,
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust.
Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains,
Most of my "friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
~ Rusty Black, ©1996
We can't help but wonder what all of this means.
With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze,
On an infinite search...lost in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know,
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt,
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust.
Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains,
Most of my "friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
~ Rusty Black, ©1996
The Gift of Friendship
If your bad habit screams, "Me First," Break it.
If your spirit cries with thirst, Slake it.
If for company you yearn
And someone else's trust you earn,
When friendship's offered in return, Take it!
Just place your hand in his or hers; Grip it.
If imagined slight occurs, Skip it.
See what's needed, then give more.
And if a weed springs up, before
It chokes the path to your friend's door, Snip it!
If gratitude or praise is due, Heap it.
If a secret's shared with you, Keep it.
When a seed has taken root,
Beside your friend stand resolute,
And when the full-grown tree bears fruit, Reap it!
~ Mary Sullivan Georgetown, TX, USA
Everyone Needs Someone
People need people and friends need friendsAnd we all need love for a full life dependsNot on vast riches or great acclaim,Not on success or on worldly fame,But just in knowing that someone caresAnd holds us close in their thoughts and prayers-For only the knowledge that we're understoodMakes everyday living feel wonderfully good,And we rob ourselves of life's greatest needWhen we "lock up our hearts" and fail to heedThe outstretched hand reaching to findA kindred spirit whose heart and mindAre lonely and longing to somehow shareOur joys and sorrows and to make us awareThat life's completeness and richness dependsOn the things we share with our loved ones and friends.~ Helen Steiner Rice
~ Pearl S. Buck
"The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration."
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