Who is he?

A friend! is that "who is he"...
A confidante, whos helping me...
Why? when others hurt me so...
Is he around, to help me grow...
To pick me up from all lifes sorrow...
To build me up a new tomorrow...
Why does he just help me so...
Is there a reason? I dont no...
Maybe he is, he is my friend?...
Here for me with no pretend...
I cant work out why hes around...
His presence here, no need for sound...
I feel he really is my friend...
Friendship given, not to lend...
Is he the one who will stand true..
Without the kick to make me blue...
I think he really is my friend...
To help me with my heart to mend...
I thank him for encouragement...
The words of faith that he has sent...
I no at times I do step back...
Its just the confidence I lack...
A saddened day, you send a smile...
That cheers me up for quite a while...

In other words, my way of saying thanx :-)