x3 Mycau x3

I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less of doubt, more courage in the days ahead. And often in great need coming to you, I went away comforted indeed. How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I can say to you is this, God bless you precious friend.

across the miles you touched my life, opened my eyes, and filled my empty heart-

strangers, yet friends, our spirits reach out, always touching, never apart- -

you in the east, me in the west, never together, never apart- -

Although you are a friend of mine and letters we exchange, I wouldn't know you on the street, and doesn't that seem strange?

You hold a place within my life, unusual and unique; We share ideals and special dreams, and still, we do not speak.

I picture what I think you are, perhaps you picture me. An intriguing game for both of us for someone we can't see.

So for this friendship we possess, we owe this mail a debt, Perhaps the charm lies in the fact that we have never met.