The color of your friendship lets me know that you are sincere. A person of such calibre; One that holds me precious and dear. In the night I've listened to you, an outpouring of emotions flowing free. Another night, to me you've listened, when others would just as well let me be. The color of your soul pours out when we laugh and joke and play. At times we felt the need to shout. But that is friendship and it's way. You give, and I take, I take you give. We both know the color of love, of pain. It's the color of life that we live. Inside souls know thisll not wane. Thank you for being the person you are, One that I hold dear in heart. Wherever we live, we are not far, forever attached at the souls not to part.
Jae © 6-30-97
