Sunday, April 12, 2009

The Value of Friendship

DEFINITION OF FRIENDSHIP

Friendship is the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful friendly hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping and, with a breath of comfort, blow the rest away.


The True Meaning Of Friendship

There is no greater blessing than an understanding friend,
who's there in times of trouble and on whom we can depend.
A friend who knows our every mood And brightens cloudy days,
One who's slow to criticize But quick to offer praise.
There is no greater blessing Than a friend who always cares,
One who will remember us In daily thoughts and prayers.


Value of friendship

•The value of true friendship is infinite and priceless. Nothing can compare or ever replace the genuine, caring connection between two people who not only understand, but want only the very best of all things in life for the other. It is a gift, it is a treasure.
•A deep sustaining, timeless friendship is rare and at times can feel difficult to find, maintain, or believe in. But, the more that you believe in yourself, the more love you can give to yourself, the more genuine connections you will be able to attract, manifest, and hold onto.


The right way to appreciate our friend

lFriends Are Like Angels
Our friends are like angels,
Who brighten our days.
In all kinds of wonderful,
Magical ways.
Their thoughtfulness comes,
As a gift from above.
And we feel we're surrounded,
By warm, caring love.
Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring the sun.
And they fill ho-hum moments,
With laughter and fun.
Friends are like angels,
Without any wings.
Blessing our lives,
With the most precious thing


Friendship Poem

In the stormStands
the white rosetumultuous
wavesof destruction abound her
Yet tall is the white rosestrong in the face
Of the sensed doom around her
And she does not bow down
Pure is the white rose
In the compost earthgrowing eternal
strengthin the nights that so hurt

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