If it were not that I am dehydrated, I could cry; to think <br />you care what happens to me, is a profound I opener… <br />I am touched by your generosity and your compassion; comforted <br />by both. I am honored to call you friend and a true friend you have been; <br />much better of a friend than even I have been to myself… <br /> <br /> <br />2008 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-keep-my-glass-full/
