***Once I was walking down the road On a dark and foggy night When there was hardly any light
I called out “Hey, mister, What’s your name?” At first there was no reply Perhaps he was a little shy
I called out yet again But it was all in vain I was about to give up when it suddenly began to rain And as we ran helter, skelter To find ourselves shelter He opened his umbrella Willing to share And then I realized that my friend of few words Really did care
And as we huddle together, cold and numb I realized that my friend couldn’t speak Because he was deaf and dumb
And then a sudden thought flashed through my mind Do we really need words to be kind? What words couldn’t do, his actions had done For life long in me A friend he had won!
