Isn't grace found in the smallest of things,
In hands that reach, and hearts that sing?
They capture the beauty of divine,
In acts of care, in silence that rings.

The warmth of tea, the crisp of cucumber,
And the words that softly glow.
Friendship, a prayer answered,
A love that continues to grow

And may this love never end,
Let it shine in the dark,
Don't make it stiff, let it bend,
Let it stay in your heart

Forever, may this friendship flow,
In every hardship, your sole strength,
Let it make yourself whole,
So that it's there when everything ends