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Hands of Friendship
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Friends/Friendship/People His hands of friendship
Warmly clasped to mine;
Tenderly holding them
To say things will be okay.
His patience brings comfort
He knows my fears won’t go away
He understands my loneliness
For he’s been there that way.
He shields me from my foes
To whom I thought were angels
He gathers me in his arms
So no one inflicts me further harm.
He gently briefs a warning
Of this tricky trusting deed
And hates to think how others
Infused their loath and wrath.
I love his gentle ways;
Calm in manner and retreat.
His eyes are locked to mine
So I may listen to his heart.
His hands stretch forth and seal
A friendship everlasting.
Our spirit of bonded acceptance
With joy, we’ll love and dance.
~greenmeadow~
2/23/2006
