A long time ago, I found this poem written by my mother. I saved it in my notebook. Recently, I asked my mom when she wrote it. Now 78, she thinks it was when she was a young teen.
My Dearest Friend & Helper
by Marina Trites Landers
To me, God is my dearest friend,
And I shall serve Him to the end;
I've failed Him many times I know,
But Christ to others I must show.
I've yielded yes my all in all,
Which seems to be so very small;
But by His help I'll understand,
As God doth lead me by the hand.