. . . TO MY FRIEND . . . So many different kinds of love, From the beginning to the end; From the tender touch of a baby's love, To the love of a dearest friend. The comforting love of a family, Who love you for who you are; Though many miles come in between, That love can reach so far. From the sweet love of my children, Who walk in my footsteps through life; To the unconditonal love between, A husband and a wife. There's that first love that I ever had, That broke my teenage heart; It's funny, I still have a tender spot, Like I did right from the start. There's the undying love for you, precious friend, We've been through so much together; A friendship that stayed intact throughout, Both good and stormy weather. Just like the sparkling colors, In the kaleidoscope of time; So many loves I have reached out and touched, Or have touched this heart of mine. So many different kinds of love, From the beginning of life to the end; Still, yours has grown to be priceless, My dear and sweet, faithful friend. Allison Chambers Coxsey ©1996 ~ All Rights Reserved