Happy Birthday to my best friend, Jette! You are as beautiful as you were 15 years ago. And you are even a better friend to me each day in every way. We had been through many stratum's of life together: from raising children, to disappointments, to cancer in our immediate families, to great miracles and blessings. We have had quite a ride, and I wouldn't have missed one minute of it for all the world! This poem is for you, my dearest friend:
Oh, the comfort--the inexpressible comfort
of being safe with a person,
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
Nor measure words--but pouring them
All right out--just as they are--
Chaff and grain together--
Certain that a faithful hand will
Take and sift them--
Keep what is worth keeping--
And with the breath of kindness
Blow the rest away.
I love you dearest friend, forever, for always, no matter what!
Oh, the comfort--the inexpressible comfort
of being safe with a person,
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
Nor measure words--but pouring them
All right out--just as they are--
Chaff and grain together--
Certain that a faithful hand will
Take and sift them--
Keep what is worth keeping--
And with the breath of kindness
Blow the rest away.
I love you dearest friend, forever, for always, no matter what!
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