My friend
A. Malotte
Within my heart there is a feeling,
Forever tender and strong,
For you, my friend, who stand beside me
And urge my footsteps along:
Should fortune fail and shadows fall,
Your friendly hand would guide me.
Tho' time may part the paths we wander,
This feeling still will remain;
And when at last we go
Unto our journey's end,
We'll meet again,
My friend.