True friends are found
Quietly, one by one...
Or in small bunches,
But seldom by the ton.

It is marvelous
To find those few
Who have same interests,
Yet are different too...

Whenever someone
Will give out a spark,
I feel like a puppy
With a welcoming bark...

I feel we are friends,
Me and You...
Yet I'm glad I can be me,
And we like each other too!

by Margaret Millet Tracy

copyright © 2001 B. K. Tracy, INC