Fields Of Joy

Sometimes along life's pathways

There will come along a friend,

Who gets to know you inside-out

right to the very end.

And depth and height and width

of all that makes you - You,

And they continue liking you

no matter what you do.

They get to see inside of you,

where others dare not to go.

And soon they are a part of you,

Oh, you love them so.

They let you laugh.

They share your joy.

They help you through the day.

And no matter what

you've said or done.

They will not turn away.

Sometimes,

when things are getting rough,

and when the crying's done,

They'll join with you in games and play,

Just like when you were young.

And had a special playmate

who would run with you in the

Fields of Joy,

That children find around the bend

with girls or with boys.

They're honest.

They are faithful.

Then try never to betray,

The precious trust between you

as you live from day to day.

It's so hard to describe them.

And though it might sound odd,

My best way to describe then is

They are a gift from God.

And so my friend, I'm writing

with a thankful heart to say,

I'm so glad I've a friend like you,

You've helped me on my way.

So, thank you for the toys.

But mostly thanks for running

with me through the Fields of Joy.

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