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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 only would it be:
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.
I do not know who wrote this lovely poem
but it touched my heart deeply, and because
I have felt these feelings so strongly
I had hoped it could be me
So if you run across the talented person
Who did write this please let me know
I would love to give them credit, or if they
would like me to remove it I will.
"Tiptoe" by Andy Klapwyk. Used with permission