Some people come into our lives
and  leave a bit of themselves 
in the corner of our hearts, 
and those people will stay 
there for all time.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some people move our souls to dance.
They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom.
Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon.
They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts
And we are never, ever the same.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some people became friends and stay awhile leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts and we are never quite the same.
You are one of those people, your laughter, your smile, the way you talked, made people feel good. You always had an ear to lean when things weren’t quite right in the world.
I miss you my friend. I know it’s only been a year, but it seems like yesterday that we sat in the sunshine together.
I love you my dear friend and always will.Till we meet in heaven … maryann kloster
Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago?
Another place, another time, a friendship of the souls?
Two people who share a bond for reasons neither know,
A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago?
Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance,
Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand?
Two souls intertwined, 
they are worlds apart,
But the soul, it knows no difference, 
in matters of the heart.
Somehow they are drawn together, fate has brought them back,
Each living worlds apart, they journey separate paths.
When this life is over, and a new life begins,
Their souls will find each other, two souls that we call friends. 
lia fail 
I’d like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me;
I’d like to be the help that you’ve been always glad to be.
I’d like to mean as much to you each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine, to me along the way.
I’d like to do the big things and the splendid things for you,
To brush the gray from out your skies and leave them only blue;
I’d like to say the kindly things that I so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul the way that mine you’ve stirred.
I’d like to give you back the joy that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need I hope will never be;
I’d like to make you feel as rich as I,who travel on 
Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to lean upon.
I’m wishing at this time that I could but repay
A portion of the gladness that you’ve strewn along my way;
And could I have one wish this year, this only would it be:
I’d like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me.
edgar a guest