Quiet Moments by the fire
Reflected in warmths of our desire
To reside in truth through ages told
As comrades in our love so bold


Not always seen, yet always there
Lending a hand, or a word so fair
Of all your unhappiness always aware
and too of the joys that you wish to share

Warm like a blanket in chilly night air
Strong like a lion asleep in his lair
Even with silence you know that they care
They lighten your load as your burdens they bear

How gentle their touch as in anger you swear
With a word they can pull you from deepest despair
And when life lived without them you consider to dare
You find friends are a treasure truly beyond compare.




-Morgan