This poem was written for Angela, my closest friend for over five years, and given to her on her birthday. It was hard for me to imagine, at the time, a more perfect friend than she. And I thought it important to tell her so.

I've often wondered, since, whether the extended similes of this poem are significant. It seems that any time I write about friendship, and especially the friendship I shared with Angela, I find myself comparing it to Nature. But maybe that's not really so strange. Both are gifts of God we should learn to treasure.

This poem originally was published in Friendship Poems