Photo by bentfeather
Friendship of the souls
behold kindred hearts
to hold the hand of grief in mine
to know that should the wheel be reversed
to me the loving hand of friendship
is there for me.
Weeping hearts in solitude at times
beg to cry on shoulders broad
and to know the warmth of one little nod
can melt a mountain into sod
A happy laugh, a cheery hello,
you are my friend, don't you know
that will not change in our time
of melting snows of making rhymes
our bonds run deep like cold springs
and are silent, yet, spoken with eyes
that know sorrow deep within a soul.
Thank You friend you are the best
with you there is peaceful rest
quiet smiles, and happy chuckles
soothing life's winkles with happy eyes.
bentfeather
08/11/04