Held With Grace
A sycamore tree is history held with grace,
Like our friendship, Our anchor of friendship
is the anchor to each others soul.
Friendship is for keeps all it takes
is a little patience to make it work.
Our friendship is history in the making, We've
been there for each other through so much.
Like a quilt of hearts with some holes, As
that's when you needed me most in your life.
We were two souls born apart, And
now exist as two sisters by heart.
Copyright © Cheryl Mccall | Year Posted 2009
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