Your Gift To Me
I carry so many burdens each day,
That laboring seems like all I can do.
I'm so tired and weary by the evening,
That I don't have enough time with you.
Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth it,
The road always seems to lead uphill.
I dream about leaving the chaos behind,
But I stay and I know that I always will.
The gift of friendship that you give me,
Helps to make my load much lighter.
You show me that the road gets shorter,
Help me find the strength to be a fighter.
Suddenly, the problems in my life,
Don't really seem to add up to much.
You pull me through the hard times,
With your kind and gentle touch.
Thank you for always being here for me,
For brushing away tears and lifting my mood.
I have come to need your friendship,
As much as this tired old body needs food.
You calm my fears and make me smile,
You never let me wallow in my tears.
I couldn't make it without you, my friends,
Walking beside of me through the years.
With all of my love,
Dianna Doles Petry
©2004