A Friend's Greeting

I'd like to be the sort of friend that

you have been to me;

I'd like to be the help that

you've been always glad to be;



I'd like to mean as much to you

each minute of the day

As you have meant, old friend of mine,

to me along the way.



I'd like to do the big things and

the splendid things for you,

To brush the gray from out your skies

and leave them only blue;



I'd like to say the kindly things that

I so oft have heard,

And feel that I could rouse your soul

the way that mine you've stirred.



I'd like to give you back the joy

that you have given me,

Yet that were wishing you a need

I hope will never be;



I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,

who travel on

Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to

lean upon.



I'm wishing at this time that I

could but repay

A portion of the gladness that

you've strewn along my way;



And could I have one wish this year,

this only would it be:

I'd like to be the sort of friend

that you have been to me.



- Edgar A Guest -

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