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The Special Gift
 




They who love without strings or condition
are with us to see our dreams to fruition,
the first on the scene when help is needed,
charming and kind with advice ever heeded,
Gardeners of growing hearts never lose grip
who bestow the special gift of friendship.
Make sure you treasure a friend such as this,
our lifetime companion with whom to reminisce.
Souls growing together from youth through to age,
blossom forever...just love for a wage.

Quote (reading vertically)
from Marcel Proust







By cherryk

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