Friends are like stars: you can’t always see them but you know that they are there, and they shine brightest when all seems dark. Thank you for being my friend and remember that I’ll always be your friend too.
My invisible friends come to me
in the darkness of the night
To make my life more cheerful
and make it seem alright.
They’ll sneak into my bedroom
with much more cheerful banter
Bringing with them lots of smiles
displayed with random candor.
We talk about the world at length
the subject-it may change
But I never tire of talking of these
things that don’t seem strange.
They don’t really know me
And I’ve never seen their face
But we get behind a little screen
to escape this old rat race.
It must have been a blessing
Cause to me it brought a smile
Just a small amount of friendship
To make this old world worthwhile.
(by Carolyn Ford Witt)