Jayne
IN YOUR DAYS OF TURMOIL AND STORM
I PRAY MY FRIENDSHIP, LIKE A SPONGE
ABSORBS SOME OF YOUR RAIN
AND IN THOSE DAYS OF BLARRING SUN
I PRAY MY FRIENDSHIP SHADES YOUR PAIN
WHEN HOURS IN THESE DAYS, PASS
AND LEAVE YOU SOMETIMES ALONE;
I PRAY MY FRIENDSHIP COMFORTS YOU
WHEN I CALL YOU ON THE PHONE
WHEN WEEKS GO BYE
AND THE MONTHS, THEY FLY
AND THE YEARS MOVE SO FAST;
WHERE MOST THINGS NEVER LAST
AND THE TREES ALL GO BARE
MY FRIENDSHIP, FOR YOU, DEAR FRIEND
WILL ALWAYS, ALWAYS BE THERE
written by mikki genuardi
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