I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought <br />That in words well chosen thou gavest to me, <br />Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought <br />With its own rare essence to ever imbue me, <br />To gleam like a star over devious ways, <br />To bloom like a flower on the drearest days <br />Better such gift from thee to me <br />Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea. <br /> <br />For the luster of jewels and gold may depart, <br />And they have in them no life of the giver, <br />But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart <br />Shall witness to me of thy love forever; <br />Yea, it shall always abide with me <br />As a part of my immortality; <br />For a beautiful thought is a thing divine, <br />So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gratitude-2/
