Ode to a friend.

I'm happy today,
With the bliss of knowin,
Your loved ones are pleasured,
And their faces glowin

So I talked to a friend who had been low in life,
And I'm happy to say she's winnin the strife,
Hadn't been in contact for way too long,
And her happiness is makin me write a song.

She faced her ordeals in silence alone,
Even though I was always sittin by the phone,
Waitin for a friend who might need my help,
But she never called or even slipped a yelp.

And the one day she broke down
right in front of me,
And I told her look round,
You will see that we,

Are always there for you.
She still kept her pain,
there was lil i could do,
And I tried again & again

But the situations were grave.
And then one day her voice was back,
Chirpy, talkative and suave,
And it was nice to hear that.

The college to go wasn't yet sure,
And the ordeals still lay,
But she had found a cure,
somethin had renewed her faith.

She had won an international run of photography,
And written stories to magazines.
There was happiness and hope,
She was swinging again on the rope.

And I looked on, impressed.
"You're an amazing person", I confessed.
She just cited a gracious thanks
And the elation of satisfaction in the Almighty again flooded,
my mind, body and hands.