Somehow we often disregard
How important are our friends.
One lovely, annual Christmas Card
Loses sight of what portends.
Life's a tome of woe and pleasure;
Each friend - a page, once turned.
No fiery loss of all we treasure
Burns the Book of Friends we earned.
Each "dog-eared" page should be reviewed;
Renewed - and always cherished.
Give thanks . . .'til in our solitude
Each page . . . each friend . . .has perished.
Read down the left DEAR friend!