If it were not that I am dehydrated, I could cry; to think
you care what happens to me, is a profound I opener…
I am touched by your generosity and your compassion; comforted
by both. I am honored to call you friend and a true friend you have been;
much better of a friend than even I have been to myself…
2008 © T Sheridan
Ted Sheridan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-keep-my-glass-full/