Can you measure the worth
of a sunbeam, the worth of
a treasured smile, the
value of love and of giving,
the things that make life
worthwhile?

Can you cling to a precious
minute when at last it has
ticked away?
At the end of a fleeting
lifetime, who of us dares bid
it to stay?

Can you measure the worth of
tomorrow, the good that by
chance might come, the heartaches,
the joys, the sorrows, each an
important one?

Life has a way of demanding,
right to the very end, the prize
to be sought - understanding;
that comes from the worth
of a friend.

Can you measure the value of
friendship, of knowing that someone
is there, of faith and of hope and
of courage, a treasured and
goodly share?

For nothing is higher in value,
whatever life chooses to send,
we must prove that we too are worthy
and equal the worth of a friend.