To you my friend
To you my friend, I raise my glass I celebrate all that you are to me And all that you are in yourself. You put a smile on my face just the same way you discipline; I am assured and secure in the truth of our friendship The depth I crave, I have found it therein. I hit what we have on every side and I find no hollow. Now, I see that possibility in all that we preach We have become these words We are the flesh these words have become. I thank God for u my brother, my friend. Come war, come celebration, I see you by my side. I know I can fight alongside you and you will cover me And I know that during celebration, we will feast and be merry together. In truth alone, we have stood. In truth and without self, we have helped the other grow. Over the years, it has become clearer. I appreciate you, L. And though you r not here in person, we thank God for technology...we connect yet I miss the little things still. To you my bro, I raise my glass. Cheers!