Sometimes gifts in a day are unexpected; softening the heart which may not have known was a bit clenched on automatic…
Like running into a friend one hasn’t seen in many years and spending a few minutes out of a busy day reconnecting in the warmth of the sun.
This pause refreshes not only the moment of meeting, it transcends that time frame and flows like a river of mmmmmmmmm into the rest of the day; leaving trails of smiles on the road to tomorrow.
eFlorence 
May 25, 2011 at 1:20 pm |
Friends
Someday while the sun warms my face
I imagine I hear your name
I can feel the salt spray
My lips burn with sun and salt
But I’ll stay for awhile
And track the hidden mile of your smile
Someday I will find the man I used to be
Or the man I wished I’d been
And then because I’m just a man
You’ll find my feet are made of clay
Like every other man, I’ll never be that man
But till that time, I’ll tell you lies
Friends are forever and we take our friends
With all their nicks and dents
We look beyond the image
And are able to see the soul
Time or space will not separate friends