I know... Or maybe I don't But atleast my thoughts Have a spark of knowledge and experience My words are never intended to hurt they only wish to heal And tonight With your somber and delightful heart I pray that my presence in your life: Blesses you I pray that your presence Blesses us Greatness and patience is a attribute God perched in your life And relentlessly I'm going to be your beacon of light For you I have cherished I'm just a Christian sod That wishes neither ever for hurt, sorrow nor for anything odd But you Greg Are a different book in this life Trying to use words to describe you... Would be Blasphemous I have come about that platonic friendship And reached the life long stage of friendship, hardship and joy In amid who I am is who you are But who you are, I am