Don't start to worry: It's sure to upset you. Like riding a rocking horse, Where does it get you? ********************* It is my joy to find At every turning of the road, The strong arms of a comrade kind, To help you me onward with my load; And since I have no gold to give, And love alone must make amends, My daily prayer is while I live - 'God make me worthy of my friends.' Amen