When the roses lose their fragrance,
and the world seems at an end,
When the day has lost its gladness,
what a blessing is a Friend.
One who takes you as she finds you,
caring not who is to blame,
One who knows all your shorcomings,
but who loves you just the same.
Heaven sends a gift each morn,
of a bright new day to spend,
What a joy it is to share it with,
God's greatest gift...A Friend
When the roses lose their fragrance,
and the world seems at an end,
When the day has lost its gladness,
what a blessing is a Friend.
One who takes you as she finds you,
caring not who is to blame,
One who knows all your shorcomings,
but who loves you just the same.
Heaven sends a gift each morn,
of a bright new day to spend,
What a joy it is to share it with,
God's greatest gift...A Friend
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