There are days when
bubbling from us comes
the innocent child within,
who giggles at the little things
and wears a silly grin
There are days when
melancholy comes to
visit for a while;
the mind feels tired, the body weak;
we have no strength to smile
There are days when
joy abundant
grabs a hold of you and me;
wraps us up in all it\’s splendour,
lifts us up and sets us free
There are days when
sorrow wraps us
in its cloak of grief and fear,
\’till our hearts ache to the breaking,
\’till our eyes can\’t shed a tear
There are days when
love bestows us
with its wonderment and light;
with its beauty and its mystery,
its power and its might
And there are days when
life rewards us
and seems to make amends
by granting us a marvellous gift,
the precious gift of Friends.