I hold in my hands a box of gold,
a secret inside which no one else knows.
The box is priceless, yet it is easy to see,
The treasure inside is precious to me.
Today I share this treasure with thee,
It's the treasure of friendship you're given to me.
Once in a while we meet someone who makes us feel so good,
who seems to understand us in a way few people could.
Someone who's truly glad for us when things are going well,
someone who's always there to listen when we have something to tell.
Once in a while we find someone on whom we can depend,
I know because I found in you a really wonderful friend ..........
A poem by Shirley