As each passing day goes by,
I thank the Lord for friends like you.
During the days of spirits high,
To the ones when I feel blue.
There is no place I'd rather be,
Than with the people that I love,
And with each moment that I see,
I give my thanks to God above.
I thank Him for the happy days,
I thank Him for the rain,
Because I know that with friends like you,
The sunny days will come again.
© Copyright 2001 - By Rick Festa