They say when in need, it’s the real friends that remain,
Those are the angels on earth; that keep you calm and sane.

All the people you know, that smile and seem to care,
Reveal their true faces, when your own smile isn’t there.

That’s when life separates the weeds from the grain,
That’s when a helping hand is there to sooth your pain.

And if you are the One that helps another in need,
You are the nutritious grain, not the needy weed.

Caretakers perform…with a proud, but quiet heart,
Sympathetic but strong, they simply do their part.

Chatty, once again you have given your all,
Either animal or human; - You come when they call.
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A friend is a gift you give yourself.
-- Robert Louis Stevenson