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Friends


They come and go from our lives

Some are husbands, some are wives.
Good friends that you cannot buy...
They're free. They come and go as they please.
But they're always there in our times of need.

When they're not here, you always say,
"Wow, it seems like yesterday!" "Where did the time go?"
"We don't know, but we're really glad we had photos!"

You can go for years without seeing them in person,
But when you do again, I make this assertion...
It's like you've never been apart...
Still connected at the heart.

Through good and bad, thick and thin...
With our friends, we always win!

Thanks friends...you're more precious than gems.
And I'll be here for you until the end!
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