When I was about 10 years old I read a poem that really touched me. I copied it and have kept it in my Bible ever since re-reading it from time to time. It’s amazing to me that even after all these years, the words still ring so true to me and are something that I want to share.
Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am or am not,
and keep ever burning before my wandering steps the kindly light of hope,
and though age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not in sight of the castle of my dreams,
teach me still to be thankful for life and times old memories that are good and sweet,
and may the evening twilight find me gentle still.