Our Friends Are God Sends
Some of us live and die,
never leaving a trace or trail
for others to follow.
At best, they have left a trail of tears, and any trace of a model is shallow.
There are others who are exceptional and seem to be of a different breed.
Pleasing God and loving people
seem to permeate the very air they breathe.
I learn from them and being in their presence is delightful and pure pleasure. I have been blessed with a few of them,
and I tell you, they are treasured.
056042018PS
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