A Dear Friend

By Renee Dawson,


A dear friend took a walk with me,
Down our snowy winter lane.
We talked and laughed,
As we took our stroll,
Through all the pines of white.
The sparkling snow,
The chickadees,
Red berries over there...
Everywhere we looked,
The view was just as bright!
Our time together was not enough,
So much to see and do.
This friend of mine,
An Angel must be,
One of God's brightest shining lights!