Sometimes along life's pathways
there will come a friend,
Who gets to know
you inside out,
right to the very end,
The depth and height and width
of all that makes you
'you',
And they continue liking you
no matter what you do.

They get to see
inside of you
where others dare not go,
And soon they are
a part of you
and you find you
love them so.
They let you laugh
and share your joy,
they help you through the day,
And no matter what
you've said or done,
they never turn away.

Sometimes when things
are getting rough,
and when the crying's done,
They'll join with you
in games and play, just
like when you were young,
And had a special playmate
who would run
the field of joys,
That children find
around the bend
with other girls and boys.

They're honest and
they're faithful,
they try never to betray
The precious trust between you
as you live from day to day.
It's so hard to express sometimes,
and though it might sound odd,
My best way to describe them is
they are a gift from God.

And so, my friend,
I'm writing with
a thankful heart to say
I'm so glad
I have a friend like
you to help me
on my way.
So thank you
for just being there,
and thank you for the toys,
But mostly thanks
for running with me
through the Field of Joys.