All the poems here are written by: 
Gail Goehring Durland 
pen name  "Gail Gee" 
"The Goldminers' Daughter" 

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This poem was written for my best friend. 
 Cheri (run) G. 
in 1990 

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Friends Are Flowers in life's Garden

When I was young my Mother told a story. 
About a special garden 
 Where she said that only seed of friendship grow. 
And if you planted seed of friendship wisely. 
You'ld find out just how easy it can be, 
To make a friendship garden grow. 
She said a friend is someone you can count on. 
To share your happy times with you, 
And be there when you're feeling sad and blue. 
That if you gave what you received in friendship. 
You'ld know the joy and happiness, 
That only those who share true friendship do. 

And she said...... 

Friends Are Flowers in Life's Garden. 
You cultivate them tenderly, 
And water them with tears of joy and pain. 
And every time you see a flower blossom. 
You'll know the friends you have today, 
Will be there when the sun comes up again. 

Down through the years I've planted seeds of friendship. 
I've watched them grow and multiply, 
And blossom like the flowers in the spring. 
Some last a while and others last forever. 
As friendship gives so it receives, 
And that's the joy that friendship gardens bring. 

 Each time I wander out into my garden. 
And see the flowers blooming, 
Every one of them is like a friend I know. 
Each petal on each flower holds a memory. 
And I'm reminded of the story, 
That my Mother told so long ago. 

When she said..... 

 Friends are Flowers on Life's Garden. 
You cultivate them tenderly, 
And water them with tears of joy and pain. 
And every time you see a flower blossom. 
You'll know the friends you have today, 
Will be there when the sun comes up again. 

Yes.... 
Every time you see a flower blossom. 
You'll know the friends you have today. 
Will be there when the sun comes up again. 

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By 
Gail Goehring Durland 
pen name  "Gail Gee" 
"The Gold Miners' Daughter" 
@1990 

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This plaque was given to me by an on-line friend. 

THANK YOU " SIS"  

This poem was written for my best friend. 
Cheri (run) G. 
For her Wedding Day 

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pathways of love

Two Strangers wandered down two separate pathways. 
 But they don't know just where their paths will go. 
Until one day their pathways come together. 
They meet and then a friendship starts to grow. 

They journey down the path toward the future. 
Ahead the bridge of love comes into view. 
And as they cross the bridge they both discover. 
A love that they both think just might be true. 

They travel down the path of love together. 
Cross bridges that are placed along the way. 
Each bridge is but a test that they must conquer. 
To make their love grow stronger day by day. 

One day along the path there in the distance. 
They see an arch of flowers bright and gay. 
And as they pass beneath the arch of flowers. 
They find that they have reached their Wedding Day. 

And now they stand before us in the archway. 
As they hold hands they both will say "I Do". 
These strangers who began on separate pathways. 
now know the love they share is really true. 

from here they'll travel down one single pathway. 
Where love in always just a kiss away. 
The bridges they now cross will make them stronger. 
And help them keep the vows they make today. 

Two strangers know they now belong together. 
Let's pray that God will bless their Wedding Day. 

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by: Gail Goehring Durland 
pen name "Gail Gee" 
"The Goldminers' Daughter" 
@1991

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