The Treasure of a Friend

Miners toil night and some toil the day
To seek out the gold from sand, soil, and clay
Emeralds, rubies, and diamonds, most even say
Are precious by far, a huge price you’ll pay.

As for me, I don’t need the treasures of earth
So long as I have from the day of my birth
Some people who care, who love, and who share
Life’s joys and life’s sorrows with cheer and a pray’r.

Friends who fear God are just but a few
On why I found you, I don’t have a good clue
Except to say, God does send on an ordinary day
Friends whom we meet in an extraordinary way.

Thanks for being such a happy, fine friend
For laughing at my jokes, though silly, I contend
But one thing won’t change, time will prove true
I’d always treasure your friendship, as I’d treasure you.