A good friend will pick you up when you fall; but a best friend will help you up, laugh and trip you again.
A good friend will bail you out of jail —> while a best friend will be right beside you goin’ “that was freakin awesome!”
I tried to find a poem about Thanksgiving. Okay, by “tried” I mean I googled the phrase and posted a tweet requesting leads. While Chilly, Julius Goat and CK offered the best a man can get, (Gillette: the official razor of Clareified.com) none were quite poetry Wednesday ready.
So, I decided to go with a poem about friendship. Because ultimately that’s what this holiday is about, right? The Pilgrims and the Indians becoming friends and eating pie?
Did you guys know that I was in the Girl Scouts? I was. From Brownie through Juniors. Hand to God, I can still sing the Brownie song and while it’s not as adorable as when I was missing my two front teeth, it’s still pretty gosh darned adorable! And next time you see me, I will sing it for you if you ask. You’re welcome. OMG! Maybe I should video it…ok…dang, my hair’s a mess. If my hair wasn’t a mess, I so would. Maybe I’ll put on a hat. (Dear Dawn, this post has gotten away from you. Get it together. Love, Dawn) Right, focus. Everything is not about me and how adorable I can be.
Anyway, I’ve only really retained three things from my girl scouting days: that song, the motto (prepared, always be) and this poem:
I googled it, looks like the author is unknown.
The Miracle of Friendship
There is a Miracle called Friendship
that dwells within the heart
and you don’t know how it happens
or when it even starts.
But the happiness it brings you
always gives a special lift
and you realize that
is God’s most precious gift.
Shut up. You’re lame. And now I won’t sing my adorable song for you. Hmph.