Friends
If nobody gave us a helping hand
And nobody seemed to care
If the prizes of life all went to the strong
And nobody gave us a share
If nobody had the time to give
A thought to you and me,
And we had to struggle as best we could
What a hopeless world it would be.
Lending a hand to help the weak
Can lighten another's load.
Giving our best with a willing heart
Can brighten a lonely road.
Tis on something to live for, someone to love
That the purpose of life depends.
And there's nothing to equal the gladness and joy
Of making and keeping friends.
(Author unknown - from church newsletter)
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