My Friend

A smile is on your face,
I catch the gleams.
We melt together,
No pulling apart...it seems.

You do not want to down me,
You reach to build me up.
We are like two-drops together,
Mingling in a cup.

Your words are sweet,
Rising to my ear.
I want to listen to you,
And you want to be near.

The light of your eye,
Is the spark to my heart.
I strive to get you close by,
To be my inward part.

I want you to walk with my years,
To be with me to the end.
To uphold me...to give me strength,
And to be ...my friend.

E.P. 1908 - 1989