A poem for the bringers of hope

Few things
Warm the heart
Like the embrace of a friend

Few things
Calm the mind
Like the comfort of a friend

In the light
When all is well
Their presence is welcomed

In the dark
When all feels lost
Their presence is prized

In hopeless moments
I cannot see
For the dark is great
And light I need

In hopeless moments
A friend is a glimmer
For in the dark
A glimmer is great

Hope is restored
In the faintest of light
As the beacon of friendship
Burns bright in the night

Hope is unending
If a friend is at hand
It is that hand
That may help me stand

Few things
Bring such light
Like the words of a friend

Few things
Make this life
Like the presence of a friend