Precious and Few

I have a special treasure I hold very dear,
I always want it around me and very near.

It's not shiny like silver and it's not gold,
it's does live and breathe and tends to grow old.

It is a rare and precious thing,
some say they can come with or without a brain.

But one thing is for sure, it will always be around,
to help you and guide you and keep you safe and sound.

To make you happy when your sad,
to share the wealth when your glad.

Just a thought a word or two,
can turn keep you from feeling sad and blue,

They will be there to the bitter end,
and I have named them my best friend.