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This page is dedicated to the friendships that we make in life. When you find that one true friend you know it. The one that you can tell everything about. The one that will help you through the bad times and rejoice in the good times. The one that knows all your most personal secrets and yet never tells a soul. I thank you Prudence for being that friend to me. |
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I met Prudence a few months ago. We were both going through some major problems in our lives. We just so happened to both be in a chat room called divorcenet. After many nights of chatting we decided to open up and tell our stories and from there a friendship has blossomed. Since then we have found that we are very alike in our preferences and in the things we collect (that's why the two angel pigs are here). I thank God that we found each other to share our happiness and sorrows with each other.
Prudence is the mom of 2 handsome little boys and is married to a wonderful man that is truly the love of her life. I am a divorcing (soon to be single) mom of 1 little girl that is the light of my life.
If you have found a friendship such as we have treasure it; it doesn't happen very often that you can trust someone so much. It's more precious than the finest gold.
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This poem was written by Prudence for me. I want to share it with the world.
To you my friend, I want to say I owe you much, each and every day
I wake up and get on here To talk to you a friend my dear
You know me well, better than some Though we've never met, that day will come
You have my friendship, 'til the day I die We're bound together, chained, tied
Our hearts beat the same, our lives intercrossed Though there is no blood, we are embossed
You and I together against the wind My forever true, my best friend........ |
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More precious than the finest gold In my heart our friendship I do hold
Like an angel you always appear To help with my worries and fear
To you all my secrets are known Together our friendship has grown
Through the good times and bad Through the happy and the sad
Forever true friends we will be You are a dear friend to me!!!!!
Written in Honor of Prudence By Zenda Nichols |
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