Friendship Poem by Patience Worth

Friendship



I found thee, and finding thee, found full expression of the self
That none but mine own self had known- -
The self that reacheth to the heights and strayeth not along the valley,
So shrouded that none may see his brother's face,
But knoweth him only as a shadow shape that vanishes at the sun's height.
I found thee and knew thee, companion heart,
The gem of life's diadem, my Friend!

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