Should old acquaintance be forgot, And never thought upon.

Woman's love is writ in water, Woman's faith is traced in sand. - Sir Robert Aytoun (Ayton) of Kincaldie,

Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne?

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

Most of us don't need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with.