I don't quite understand
how our friendship has grown.
But, of this I'm sure,
one thing has been shown.
This special friendship,
that we now share,
endures separation;
yet, we still care.
This is not of this world,
but, of the Father above.
Yes, our special friendship
is bound by His love.
©1979 Michael S. Davis
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 9:52 AM UTC
I don't quite understand
how our friendship has grown.
But, of this I'm sure,
one thing has been shown.
This special friendship,
that we now share,
endures separation;
yet, we still care.
This is not of this world,
but, of the Father above.
Yes, our special friendship
is bound by His love.
©1979 Michael S. Davis
I wrote this after meeting someone at a camp. I was fascinated at the connection we had. I have been blessed with several close relationships that have traversed the years, that began in just this way, proving that we were indeed bound by His love.
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