I have a friend that follows me,
a very faithful one,
up in the air, at land and sea
our friendship once begun!

It is the friendship of the age,
where frailties me chase,
they make me feel like in a cage,
yet full of Heaven´s grace!

This friend my soul would roughly treat
when limping on my way,
with joy are leaping, too, my feet
to meet another day!

The aches me force to rest awhile
upon a solid stone,
my “thorn” then whispers with a smile (2 Cor. 12:7)
“You are not left alone!”

If you, though frail, this greeting read,
fresh courage take anew,
for special blessings may indeed
be waiting soon for you!

Nov. 12, 2012 – jn