I have a very special kind of
But in my garden no flowers grow
It is my very own friendship garden
And with all your faces it does glow.
I nurture it and watch over it
I know I must ever keep it growing
With tender words and a lot of love
And with the kindness I try showing.
Without my friends it wouldn't grow
It would surely wither and it could die
If I would ever lose you my friends
I know I would sit right down and cry.
So every day I thank the Lord above
For all the friends he has given me
Because without his helping hands
My friendship garden would not be.
Sandy Edwards © 2006