That's What I Call a Friend
(John Burroughs)
One whose grip is a little tighter,
One whose smile is a little brighter,
One whose deeds are a little whiter,
That's what I call a friend.
One who'll lend as quick as he'll borrow,
One who's the same today and tomorrow,
One who will share your joy--and sorrow,
That's what I call a friend.
One whose thoughts are a little cleaner,
One whose mind is a little keener,
One who avoid those things that are meaner,
That's what I call a friend.
One when you're gone will miss you sadly,
One who'll welcome you back again gladly,
One who, though angered, will not speak madly,
That's what I call a friend.
One who's been fine when life seemed rotten,
One whose ideals you have not forgotten,
One who has given you more than he's gotten,
That's what I call a friend.
