There at the end of our garden in view

Flows a river of love with my memories of you

Dip your feet in the shallow and see

There was nothing shallow between you and me

Cool is the water that flows ankle deep

Passion is the heart that makes the birds cheep

They sound in the wood a chorus we know

And bathe in the love where the cool river flows

Do you ever wonder why they love us so

They call in the day, to every friend or foe

Preaching the good news that we are not alone

That our friendship of love is felt and known

To this river with my woes I often come

To wade in its depth and ponder some

Some lives may touch in one moment in time

Some poems may just never even rhyme

But there is friendship flowing deep and true

Whose love is eternal

And reminds me of me and you