Would I be the sort of friend that you have been to me; I'd like to be the help that you've been always glad to be; knowing the journey we have walked all the years yet anticipating a continual trend.
If I mean as much to you each minute of the day as you have meant, an old friend of mine, to me along the way; then a satisfaction I have that no storm can damage our relationship.
I'd like to do the big things and the splendid things for you, to brush the gray from out your skies and leave them only blue; then mileage marrying longevity and gave birth to an everlasting yet increment bond.
I'd like to say the kindly things that I so oft have heard and feel that I could rouse your soul the way that mine you've stirred; guidance and honesty as overlooked DNA builds.
I give you back the joy that you have given me, Yet that were wishing you a need I hope will never be, but if needs be then our relationship should be in line not to be identified as a substitute but rather a line leader never substituted or abducted.
I'd like to make you feel as rich as I, who travel on Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to lean upon. Being the kind of person who refuels your tank when running low on gas… always keeping the dream alive is a sub but sharing and owning your dream and pushing you to make it alive may it justify unity making us a formidable force.
I'm wishing at this time that I could but repay a portion of the gladness that you've strewn along my way, but thinking how small a portion is irrespective of the size I give and share with you the whole … because you're just a phenomenon.
I have one wish focusing ahead, and this only would it be: I'd like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me. Bowing and being identified with love, being my greatest associate and experience a man can ever experience. I urge you to always stand for the truth as it has always been showing love to all men amidst wisdom.