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Poetry of Priscilla Rose Wyatt
Friendship

How is your Friendship Garden?
Are you building, every day. . .
A sweet bouquet of flowers
To scent another's way?
Are you filling days with compliments
and building self esteem
Fulfilling someone else's joy, or completing your life's dream?
A handshake across the moments
to show someone you care
Can turn a stranger's loneliness
into a perfume, rare.
Planting seeds of love throughout
with a caring, sturdy hand
Will blaze a friendship rainbow
across this weary land
So with arms stretched out in friendship
each one doing his own part, You will build a sweet aroma
from the garden of your heart.
Priscilla E. Rose-Wyatt
1994

GIFT
We are GIFT, one to the other,
treasures of love that we share.
Thoughts wrapped up in bright ribbons,
dreams placed in boxes, with care.
We are GIFT, one to the other,
wrapped in the love of our Lord.
Kissed by the smile of an angel,. . .
showered in PRAISE of the WORD.
It's giving of self, from the spirit,
then living our joy to the end,. . .
I want you to know you're my gift,
a treasure from GOD. . .
You're my FRIEND.
By Priscilla Rose-Wyatt
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