Always close, precious to my heart, very beat
Giving comfort, love, compassion when storms break
Keeping my head above churning threatening waves
Sharing my joys and grief, strong hands in adversity
With strength of spirit and friendships never faltering.
Lighthouse amide purple storms guiding me safely to harbour
Keeping my ship sailing not wrecked upon deadly rocks.
Friends, beams of light when darkness shrouds the way.
Cheer leaders encouraging my Muse to compose
Applauding each new poem's birth and wanting more.
With you, dear friends, I walk in joy the high bright road
For you are my strength, reason, giving loving support
Walking in pace beside me towards God's dazzling light
And the royal reason for all the good I might achieve.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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