In The Flower My Rose Is You,
In The Diamond My Kohinoor Is You,
In The Sky My Moon Is You,
I"m Only Body My Heart Is You,
That"s Why I Always MISS YOU
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
I hAvE nEvEr AsKeD fOr
MucH In LiFe ... The LiTtLe tHiNgs
mEaNt aLoT ... ThE WeaLtH i''Ve AcQuIrE
In My tYmS ... iS tHe GoOd FrIeNdS
ThAt i HaVe Got ... :->