What is there to say you of such gentle heart and of voice that is soft spoken, you whose will may bend but never broken, here is to you.
You who's grace, is so subtle that you have yet to notice it, you who's beauty is so pure that you need not boast it, heres to you.
You to whom your friends stay true above and beyond the call, who's the saving grace of many, a lost soul to catch them when they fall, heres to you.
You who's as sweet in heart as you are in thought, to you who comfort and council are always sought here's to you.
Here is to you my most beloved friend whose heart is as welcoming as your embrace.
Once more to you, who of such beauty and sweet sorrow alone know my pain and the story of my life your best friend I will always be, to you I owe my life