My Friend

I have a list of folks I know, all written in a book,
and every now and then, I go and take a look.

That is when I realize these names, they are a part,
not of the book they're written in, but taken from the heart.

For each name stands for someone, who has crossed my path sometime,
and in that meeting they have become, the reason and the rhyme.

Although it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,
I really am composed, of each remembered name.

Although you're not aware, of any special link,
just knowing you, has shaped my life, more than you could think.

So please don't think my greeting, as just a mere routine,
your name was not forgotten, in between.

For when I send a greeting, that is addressed to you,
it is because you're on the list, of folks I'm indebted too.

So whether I have known you, for many days or a few,
in some ways you have a part, in shaping the things I do.

I am not but a total, of the many folks that I've met,
you are a friend I would prefer, never ever to forget.