Flighty Flirty Friends Find Follows of the Heart.
Hearing Heard Words
Thinking Thoughts Thanks Time Together Tickles
Listening and hearing are two different things.
Friend of the first need to learn a few things.
To hear and understand and come along side someone,
they must be willing and wanting to know them for long.
Some of my friends are one, some the other.
The ones for a time the other is for pressure.
The closer the one that continues to be.
Present in danger, hope for tomorrow.
Stuck and sticking closer from time,
Hearts understanding, lighting the way.
Willing to just be, willing to give,
Willing to share life and hopes and live.
Forever our struggle of friendship will be.
But so long as the struggle continues friends we are.
Friends fight for the friendship, not giving up,
Thus we prove we can play the part.
But not only in play but in hurt and heartache.
Not always the two will be, they could break.
Struggle against this constant possibility,
Friends are formed from unlikely odds
Times tick by, memories made, Friendship has not dug a grave,
Hope springs new, as things grow, more friends join and grow.
As the few become more then split off, friends beget friends beget friends.
The webs we find woven around, are Friendships that we have found.
Friendships that hold us solid in place, Friendships that have not lost face.
When we fall in life’s turmoil, the net of the tight- roper takes us down.
These friends they come, helping us up, bringing us hope and to our feet.
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