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 is 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