FRIENDSHIP - George Kress

FRIENDSHIP

Friendship is a spark still glowing
When the fire burns low;
Friendship is a crocus showing
Through the winter snow.

Friendship is the last leaf clinging
to the naked bark;
Friendship is a cricket singing
When the night is dark.

Friendship is a footpath winding
Through a lonely place;
Friendship is a lost child finding
A familiar face.

Friendship is an old man dreaming
Of the happy past;
Friendship is a far light gleaming
on ahead at last.

Friendship is the warm rain falling
On the planted ground;
Friendship is a clean voice calling
Till a friend is found.

George Kress