“Honey…I love you; not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.â€
Make new friends, but keep the old;Those are silver, these are
gold.New-made friendships, like new wine,Age will mellow and
refine.Friendships that have stood the test -Time and change - are
surely best;Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray,Friendship never knows
decay.For 'mid old friends, tried and true,Once more we our youth
renew.But old friends, alas! may die,New friends must their place
supply.Cherish friendship in your breast-New is good, but old is
best;Make new friends, but keep the old;Those are silver, these are
gold.                
                                   




Where ever I go, whatever I do, I carry a little part of you with me right here in the center of me hear....
Who cares whether this is a poem or rhyme, I will love you until the end of time…