Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less of doubt, more courage in the days ahead. And often in great need coming to you,… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
Thank You Friend I never came to you, my friend, and went away without some new enrichment of the heart; More faith and less… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
Home may be near, Home may be far - But it is anywhere love And a few plain household treasures are. — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
“Almost I feel the pulsebeat of the ages, Now swift, now slow, beneath my fingertips. The heartthrobs of the prophets and the sages Beat… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
If but one message, I may leave behind, One single word of courage for my kind, It would be this – Oh, brother, sister,… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
God, make me brave for life: oh, braver than this. Let me straighten after pain, As a tree straightens after the rain, Shining and… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
Let me come in when you are weeping, friend, and let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours,… — Grace Noll Crowell Copy Share Image
