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What It all comes down to my friend,

After all is gone, there in the end,

We'll know what we have, We'll finally see,

That life, fun, things, and friends will bend.

Sometimes I know it's impossible,

Not all friends will be able to stay,

Distance, words, or fights may come up.

All won't necessarily turn out okay.



I've come to see, the truth of it all,

Friends can argue, and disagree,

Friends can fight, and speak of hate,

Friends show love that friends might not see,

Friends may get upset and hide,

Friends may not always be ready,

Friends might not be comfortable,

Friends' eyes may not always see,

Friends views may be so different,

Friends won't always get along,

Friends all walk to different drums,

Friends might not sing the same song,

Friends have struggles, friends may fight.

But, a friend who's grounded in the lord,

A friend who's in the Father's hands,

Will spend eternity with friends,

Spend years together, like the sands,

Time won't run out, up with the Lord,

So, in comparison we see,

The length of our time, here on earth,

Isn't worth a fight to me.

I've learned to be content.

I've found that if love's real,

That "issues" aren't worth a fight.

The anger that I often feel,

Is pointless, worthless, out of fear,

Why worry about imperfection?

I say, "forget it, keep them near."

So, now, and later, I will stay,

Here, focusing on my Lord.

And those He puts in my life,

I'll strive to bless them with my words,

My actions, deeds, and all my love.

I want to live to make Him proud,

I want to shine with God's bright light,

I want to show man what I've found.

So now, with all that who I am,

I'll live to bless those that I can.

If what I do seems just for me,

I'll look around and try to see,

If what I do brings joy to Him,

If what I do is blessing them,

Then, I'll continue, and I'll send,

My love and blessings, till the end.

                    - Lo Ruhamah