In the quiet of the morning's light, I find the words I've longed to say, For friendship's grace, a gentle might, That gilds the edges of each day. With woven hearts that softly thread, A tapestry of joy and care, In moments shared and words unsaid, A love that's pure beyond compare. To you, my soul's steadfast embrace, A thanks profound from depths untold, For kindred bond time can't erase, A treasure more than worlds of gold.