What is a Friend?

A Friend is a golden brick.

It weighs you down as you walk.

A Friend is a 3 foot long stick,

to catch and find your stumbling block.

What is the price of heaven?

A golden brick without leaven.

What is the path to get there?

scattered with gold dropped on the way.

To carry a friend through your trials

can be hard at times it seems

but to carry a friend through there trials

makes your soul so full that it teems

So many are lost, their burden too hard to bare,

Scattered a long, to stumble upon,

by someone who picks up these bricks on the way.

for with friends we do build up our heaven on earth.

I felt the need to create one more poem before I left on a mission, 

A shout out to all of my friends before I leave, i'm so greatful i could be your friend

I am proud to share your burdens and I look forward to hearing about you through letters 

and seeing you again in two years time.

Sincerely

Elder Dawson

(I was set apart last night) :P