Never were words as hard to say as these No matter how flourished, forward or plain A moment of your time, I ask for please It becomes so difficult to explain A poem, which is not meant to offend Rather to try to thank a patient hand For an act of kindness from a true friend One simple gesture that neither us planned I can repay you only with my rhymes Offer you no more than simply my trust Could thank you over a hundred times And for what you did, I feel that I must You are beautiful, sweet, witty and kind My saying so; I hope you do not mind