There is this friend I have. She's little and sweet. She can't help but to give, give and give some more.
She gives her ears to you as you pour out words to her; she listens. As you spill your guts not meaning to, you know her heart is all yours. And she will give it to you. For she listens to you, all while you need her to. She pours out her love for you by showing that she cares, that she's there.
She shows up at your doorstep and in her arms is a gift: A present for you. You aren't suppose to ask why, for you both now the answer: Just because I love you.
Ready and eager are her arms to share a hug. It doesn't matter if you need it or don't or "just because..." They are there just the same.
Understanding and compassionate is this friend of mine. She's there when you need her. She'll be sure to dedicate some of her time You watch her gentle, caring hands as they caress her sweet kids. You see in her eyes how proud she is of her husband. And you know that she gives herself willingly and lovingly to her family for she is the gift giver, a sweet friend.
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