He is truly blest who has a friend, for the joys of friendship never end –
but rather grow as on time goes, unfolding slowly as the rose,
until full bloom at last attained, each from the other strength does gain.
and even though may come the rain, it only sees the friendship grow, just as it also helps the rose.
But unlike the rose, whose beauty realized then fades away – our friendship as our lives will stay,
refined by time along the way, its’ beauty never fully realized.
“A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.” (Proverbs (17:17)
“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!” (Ecclesiastes 4:9-10)
sincerely, Grace Day