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A Friend is Someone WhoKnows the Song
in Your Heart and Sings it BackTo You When
You Have Forgotten How it Goes
Evening
There are quiet hours and lonely hours,
And hours that have no end;
But the wonderful hour is the evening hour,
When you walk beside a friend.
Your friend may have some problems,
You may help your friend to cope,
Or he may just need someone
To build within him hope.
As I walk the twilight shadows,
Where the moons reflections glow,
I might hear the breezes murmur,
"You have eased a brother's woe".
You may need some lonesome time,
Some time for deeper things,
Some time to share with your Greatest Friend,
Who roams on spiritual wings.
Then I may hear my other friend,
Jehovah far away,
Say "Time to take a little rest,
You've had a busy day".
Wallace E. Agy
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