Woah

So about a year ago I picked up a bunch of old poetry books for a song while up in New York with my family, expecting to use them for fic references. I looked inside the front cover of one of the anthologies and...

Someone copied out a poem that I think (it's actually really hard to google and I can only find hints of it in a few places) is "There is a mystic borderland" by Helen Fisher. Only they wrote the title as "Friendship." Then on the next page in the same handwriting it says.

To Helen,

With a hope that

-well, what do you think?

Gordon

November 1933

I'm kind of in awe of this.