See also Friendship Pages, Best Friends, and Friendship Quotes.
We will meet again my friend,
A hundred years from today
Far away from where we lived
And where we used to play.
We will know each others' eyes
And wonder where we met
Your laugh will sound familiar
Your heart, I won't forget.
We will meet, I'm sure of this,
But let's not wait till then . . .
Let's take a walk beneath the stars
And share this world again.
There is a place I like to go
Whenever I'm feeling
Lonely or sad--
A place of sunshine,
Laughter and love
That always leaves me
Feeling glad.
There I share my secrets,
Hopes and fears,
For this warm, inviting place--
Always waiting, always welcoming--
is found in my friend's smiling face.
The world is a more beautiful place
because of friends like you
Friends come and go,
but with a precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle,
because the older you get,
the more you need the people
who knew you when you were young.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one
when he discovers that someone else believes in him
and is willing to trust him.
(Henri Nouwen)
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives
mean the most to us,
we often find that it is those who,
instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures,
have chosen rather to share our pain
and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.
The friend who can be silent with us
in a moment of despair or confusion,
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,
who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing
and face with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is a friend who cares.
(Jeanette Winterson)
We are friends and I do like to pass the day with you
in serious and inconsequential chatter.
I wouldn't mind washing up beside you,
dusting beside you,
reading the back half of the paper while you read the front.
We are friends and I would miss you,
do miss you and think of you very often.
(Katherine Davis)
A friend is a person of great understanding
Who shares all our hopes and our schemes,
A companion who listens with infinite patience
To all of our plans and dreams.
A true friend can make all our cares melt away
With the touch of a hand or a smile,
And with calm reassurance make everything brighter,
And life always seem more worthwhile.
A friend shares so many bright moments of laughter
At even the tiniest thing--
What memorable hours of light-hearted gladness
And pleasure this sharing can bring!
A friend is a cherished and precious possession
Who knows all our hopes and fears,
And someone to treasure deep down in our hearts
With a closeness that grows through the years.
A friend is someone who listens,
A friend is someone who cares.
A friend is someone who understands,
A friend is someone who shares.
It's nice to have a special friend
To tell all your secrets to.
It's nice to know that someone you like,
Is someone who really likes you.
A friend is someone you call on the phone
To talk about nothing at all.
A friend is someone who cheers you up.
And makes you feel ten feet tall.
Everyone would like to have
A special friend it's true
But if you want a special friend,
You need to be one, too.
(B. J. Morbitzer)
Life is sweet,
just because of the friends we have made,
And the things which in common we share;
We want to live on, not because of ourselves,
But because of the people who care.
It's giving and doing for somebody else--
On that, all life's splendor depends . . .
And the joy of this world,
when you've summed it all up,
Is found in the making of friends.
(Music by Elton John)
There isn't much I haven't shared
With you along the road.
And through it all there'd always be
Tomorrow's episode.
Suddenly that isn't true
There's another avenue
Beckoning the great divide.
Ask no questions, take no side
Who's to say who's right or wrong
Whose course is braver run.
Still we are, have always been
Will ever be as one.
What is done has been done for the best
Though the mist in my eyes might suggest
Just a little confusion
about what I'll lose.
But if I started over
I know I would choose
The same joy the same sadness
each step of the way
That fought me and taught me
that friends never say,
Never say goodbye.
Sometimes along life's pathways there will come a friend,
Who gets to know you inside out, right to the very end,
The depth and height and width of all that makes you 'you',
And they continue liking you no matter what you do.
They get to see inside of you where others dare not go,
And soon they are a part of you and you find you love them so.
They let you laugh and share your joy, they help you through the day,
And no matter what you've said or done, they never turn away.
Sometimes when things are getting rough, and when the crying's done,
They'll join with you in games and play, just like when you were young,
And had a special playmate who would run the field of joys,
That children find around the bend with other girls and boys.
They're honest and they're faithful, they try never to betray
The precious trust between you as you live from day to day.
It's so hard to express sometimes, and though it might sound odd,
My best way to describe them is they are a gift from God.
And so, my friend, I'm writing with a thankful heart to say
I'm so glad I have a friend like you to help me on my way.
When the ocean of life was rough thank you for being my buoy
But mostly thanks for running with me through the Field of Joys.
I have a list of folks I know all written in a book,
And every now and then I go and take a look.
That is when I realize these names, they are a part,
not of the book they're written in but taken from the heart.
For each Name stands for someone who has crossed my path sometime,
and in that meeting they have become the reason and the rhyme.
Although it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,
I really am composed of each remembered name.
Although you're not aware of any special link,
just knowing you, has shaped my life more than you could think.
So please don't think my greeting as just a mere routine,
your name was not forgotten in between.
For when I send a greeting that is addressed to you,
it is because you're on the list of folks I'm indebted to.
So whether I have known you for many days or few,
in some ways you have a part in shaping things I do.
I am but a total of many folks I've met,
you are a friend I would prefer never to forget.
Thank you for being my friend!
It is not wise to count your friends
on a bright sunny day.
When the sky is blue
and smiles come so easily.
Instead wait for a storm,
when the clouds are dark
and the day grows cold.
Laughter is not heard
in your heavy heart.
Then when a friend comes
and stands beside you
and lifts your spirits to the sky
and laughter is in your heart,
he or she deserves the name . . . friend.
(B.J. Morbitzer, used with permission)
If nobody smiled and nobody cared
and nobody helped us along.
If every moment looked after itself and
good things always went to the strong;
If nobody cared just a little about you
and nobody cared about me,
and we stood alone, in the battle of life,
what a dreary old world this would be
Live is sweet, just because of the friends we have made
and the things which in common we share,
We want to live on, not because of ourselves
but because of the people who care.
It is doing and giving for somebody else
on which all of life's splendor depends.
The joy of this world, when you've summed it all up
is found in the making of friends
There are friends who pass like ships in the night,
Who meet for a moment then sail out of sight,
With never a backwards glance of regret,
Friends we know briefly, then quickly forget.
Then there are friends that sail together,
Through quiet waters and stormy weather.
Helping each other through joy and strife,
These are the friends who bring meaning to life.
(B. J. Morbitzer)
There's a miracle called Friendship
That dwells within the heart,
And you don't know how it happens
Or when it gets its start.
But the happiness it brings you
Always gives a special lift,
And you realize that friendship
Is God's precious gift.
Into the dim lit, bare walls of my world,
You entered, bringing light and life to me,
The vivid colors, painted with a swirl
Of wit and charm, of personality,
With tender care, you added comfort, warmth,
And images that line the now bright walls.
I look upon them fondly, bringing forth
A thankfulness that you walk in these halls
With me; our friendship has become a part
Of my world now; it has its special place,
Within my being, life, and in my heart,
Your name hangs right beside your smiling face.
Remembering just how drab these walls had been,
I have to thank you for the light, my friend.
(Helen Steiner Rice)
Friendship is a golden chain--
The links are friends so dear,
And like a rare and precious jewel
It's treasured more each year.
Time can't destroy its beauty
For as long as memory lives,
Years can't erase the pleasure
That the joy of friendship gives.
For friendship is a priceless gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But to have an understanding friend
Is worth far more than gold!
The key to friendship..
is not in the hand you hold,
but how you hold the hand.
It's not in the tears you dry,
but all the reasons why.
It's not how you make a person smile
but whether or not it's worthwhile.
It's not in the conversation,
but in the way you listen.
It's not in the laughter,
but what comes before and everything after.
The key to friendship..
is not in two people relating,
but in two hearts communicating.
Thank you for being that very special friend,
who understands the key to friendship,
and how to unlock everything within.
(based on a poem © Sandra Lewis Pringle)
If I could catch a rainbow,
I would do it just for you
and share with you its beauty
on the days you're feeling blue . . .
If I could build a mountain
you could call your very own
a place to find serenity,
a place to be alone . . .
If I could take your troubles,
I would toss them in the sea
But all these things I'm finding--
are impossible for me,
I can not build a mountain
or catch a rainbow fair
But let me be what I know best--
A friend that's always there.
When we share laughter, there's twice the fun;
When we share success, we surpass what we've done.
When we share problems, there's half the pain;
When we share tears, a rainbow follows rain.
When we share dreams, they become more real;
When we share secrets, it's our hearts we reveal.
If we share a smile, that's when our love shows;
If we share a hug, that's when our love grows.
If we share with someone on whom we depend,
that person is always a very true friend.
And what draws us closer and makes us all care,
Is not what we have, but the things we share.
Today I share this poem with you . . .
To show how much I care . . .
And to thank for sharing
Your friendship with me :-)
(Gary Lewis and the Playboys)
If you need someone to count on
Count me in
Someone you can rely on
Through thick and thin.
When you start to count the ones
That you might ever doubt
If you think of counting me
Count me out.
If you need someone to count on
When you're down
And all your other friends you've lost
Count me found.
Just be sure you count on me
When you're down and out
Count me in through thick and thin
Or it don't count.
Good friends are one in a million.
Good friends have stories to share.
Good friends know the path to happiness,
and they walk with you all the way there.
Good friends are lives overlapping.
Good friends share laughter and tears.
Good friends bring emotions so deep that
the trust keeps growing over the years.
If I had a magic wand
This is what I'd do
I'd put a dream into a box
And send it straight to you
When you get right down to it
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than give you a little happiness
Because I get so much from you
(Henson Towne)
Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine.
If, we were younger then,
Now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him"
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner!--yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir"--"Jim died today".
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
(from a 1959 song by Ethel Merman)
Wherever we go,
whatever we do,
we're gonna do it together
Through thick and through thin,
all out or all in,
Through good or bad
or happy or sad
we'll muddle through
whatever we do
Together
Wherever We Go!
(Edwin Markham)
He drew a circle that shut me out--
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in!
Your friends are very precious things;
Their love is like the rarest gem.
But friends are hard to find and keep
Unless you are a friend to them.
Seeds God has planted here on earth
Cannot be measured by earthly worth.
They were planted deeply in your friend's heart,
By God's love placed there from the start.
Value your friends, honor their decisions,
Never try to make their dreams your revisions,
Respect their feelings, never make demands,
Hold their love tightly in your hands.
Never be angry if you don't talk to them each day,
For a heart can be loving even from far away.
Trust in friendship, send a piece of your heart,
This is how friendship was intended from the start.
Hold their memory in your heart and mind,
Continue to love them all the time,
See them for what they really are--
True friends are Angels sent from afar!
Our friends are like angels
Who brighten our days
In all kinds of wonderful,
Magical ways.
Their thoughtfulness comes
As a gift from above,
And we feel we're surrounded
By warm, caring love.
Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring the sun,
And they fill ho-hum moments
With laughter and fun.
Friends are like angels
Without any wings,
Blessing our lives
With the most precious things.
The world is moving faster now;
We're on a changing course.
But you have helped me deal with life;
You've been a stable force.
When I have had to follow new directions,
you were there.
When the world was hard on me,
You always seemed to care.
When nothing held together or
Made the slightest bit of sense;
You always helped restore
My inner confidence.
Everyone needs someone
Who's reliable and true.
Through the moments I've endured,
I'm grateful there was you.
If one day you feel like crying . . .
Call me.
I don't promise that I will make you laugh,
But I can cry with you.
If one day you want to run away . . .
Don't be afraid to call me.
I don't promise to ask you to stop . . .
But I can run with you.
If one day you don't want to listen to anyone . . .
Call me.
I promise to be there for you.
And I promise to be very quiet.
But if one day you call . . .
And there is no answer . . .
Come fast to see me.
Maybe I need you.
I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.
I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with it's untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you, and help you when you ask.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change,
room to grow, room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
(Carol Elaine Faivre-Scott)
Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere deep within ourselves;
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through,
To be alone, to be ourselves.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings,
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
And even our unspoken fears.
It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But now and then, whether by chance or design,
Someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see, to feel and to share
All the reason, all the uncertainty
And all the emotion we've stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down in his own corner of our special place,
Where a bit of himself will stay forever.
And we call that person a friend.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some people move our souls to dance.
They awaken us to understanding with the passing whisper of
their wisdom.
Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon.
They stay in our lives for a while,
leave footprints on our hearts,
and we are never, ever the same.
A friend like you is a special gift
Worth more than silver or gold!
You're always there when things are tough
With a comforting hand to hold.
You know my thoughts before I speak,
You share my hopes and fears,
And when life brings us joy or grief,
You share my smiles and tears.
You're always there with a hug to share,
You're there with a hand to lend,
I could never be happy without you,
I'm so happy to call you MY FRIEND!
Somehow, out of all the twists and turns
our lives could have taken,
and out of all the chances
we might have missed,
it almost seems like we were given
a meant-to-be moment . . .
to meet, to get to know each other,
and to set the stage for a special togetherness.
I am so thankful you're in my life.
They multiply your joy,
And divide your sorrow . . .
They subtract the past,
And add to tomorrow . . .
They calculate the need
Deep in your heart,
And are always greater
Then the sum of their parts!
A lot of friendship poems women send to each other are considered by many men to be "sissy" poems that sound good but are not even close to reality. So here is one that men might fine more appropriate:
When you are sad--I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the one who made you sad.
When you are scared--I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
When you are blue--I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
When you are worried--I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining.
When you are confused--I will use little words.
When you are sick--Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
When you fall--I will point and laugh at your clumsiness.
This is my oath . . . I pledge it till the end.
"Why?" you may ask . . .because you are my 'friend'.
Send this to ten of your closest friends, then get depressed because you can only think of 9.
Remember: A friend will help you move . . . a really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.
I Think we're close enough that
we can discuss our relationship
freely without feeling embarrassed.
I hope I don't make you uncomfortable
when I go a step further and say those
'Three Little Words' that sum up how
I feel about having you as a friend . . .
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You're damn lucky!
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