~ Blessed ~
I don’t remember how it began,
But it was meant to be.
When God brought you into my life,
A very special gift to me.
It was quite a while ago,
And we have come so far.
Our friendship is one blessed by God,
No matter where we are.
The memories of times before,
Still vivid in my mind.
Of days when we shared everything,
Joys and sorrows of every kind..
It’s amazing how our God had planned,
That our lives would be entwined.
That things that seemed to be so bad,
Became blessings, given time..
And each new day becomes a part
Of the blessing that began,
All those many years ago,
When God made you my best friend..
~*~
Karen Bunker
© February 14, 2007
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