Friday, February 14, 2014
How can I find the shining words,
The glowing phrase that tells,
All that your friendship has meant to me,
All that your friendship spells?
There is no words,
no phrase for you,
On whom I so depend,
All I can say to you is this:
God bless you, precious friend. (Grace Noll Crowell)
So words of thine came over,
miles to me,
Fresh from the mighty sea,
a true friend's heart,
And brought me hope, strength, and swept away,
The dusty webs that human spiders spun.
For those that loved Luther Vandrose, here's something to remember
make your heart skip a beat.