The one that’s there for you
If I could capture the perfume of a morning in the spring,
If I could add the bird song of chicks as they learn to sing,
If I could take a snap shot of a magical sunrise,
I would put it all in a bottle and call it ‘My Surprise’.
I would wrap it very carefully, with kindness and with care,
And pop it in the post box, and send it with a prayer.
But these things are quite impossible, and the best that I can do,
Is to be the friend I’ve always been, the one that’s there for you.