Each of us has a hidden place,

Some where deep within ourselves,

A place where we go to get away,

To think things through,

To be alone to be ourselves,

This unique place where we comfort our deepest feelings,

Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,

All our need, all our dreams,

And even our unspoken fears,

In encompasses the essence who we are and what to be,

But now and then, whether by chance or design,

And we allow that person to se, to feel and to share,

All the reasons all the uncertainty,

And all the emotion we’ve stored up there,

That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,

The quietly settles down in his own corner of our special place,

Where a bit of himself will stay forever,

And we all call that person a FRIEND.