Morning Bell
Morning Bell
To my best friend,
whom I know so well,
and is do dear to me,
no word can tell.
But this I write,
trying to find a way,
to say these feelin's
in my cowboy way.
you say I been there for you
like a good ol' hoss.
Goin' through hell and high water
payin' no mind to the cost.
To you I was once lost
like a lonely ol' stray.
But like a good ol' dog
I've come back to stay.
When you are down
and the world turned you blue.
I feel it on my heart,
as a friend is s'posed to do.
I have cried with you,
even though tears rarely fall.
For it’s my job to stand proud
and be there strong, brave and tall.
When you laugh and smile
your eyes dance like sun on the sea.
I know in my heart,
there is no other place I wanna be.
When trouble surrounds you,
and you can't get away.
Just like cowboys of old
I ride up and save the day.
But when n the worlds on my shoulders
and I'm all busted up.
You reach over and touch my heart
and my spirit picks up.
Without you sayin' I can see
that you have been through a tough ride or two,
I know what it's like.
'Cause I have been on some rank ones too.
For you have a quality,
so fine, so rare
and its loveliness,
nothing can compare.
As we walk through life,
and as we get older.
We walk together victorious
as a battle weary solder.
You say I am someone,
you could never replace.
But, with out you another dawn,
I could not face.
What you mean to me,
no word could ever tell.
But your friendship to me,
is like a crisp morning bell.
I could write for a hundred years,
and never reach the end.
Tryin' to describe you.
for you are truly my best friend.
Copyright © Kevin Harmon | Year Posted 2010
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