My friends are so kind to me
Much more than I could ever be.
I’m blessed to have their friendship
So full, and rich, and free.  

When life is rough, they lift me up
And carry me ‘pon their shoulder.
How can I ever thank them
For being the torch holder.    

For me they hold a candle
When the path is dark or gray,
They hold the candle of pure love
To brighten up the way.