A friend is another self,
as though a part of me I put aside,
almost forgotten,
was suddenly recalled.
And, the missing piece replaced,
I am whole once more.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
A friend
A friend is another self,
as though a part of me I put aside,
almost forgotten,
was suddenly recalled.
And, the missing piece replaced,
I am whole once more.
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Moving. Very moving.
ReplyDeleteI love the thought of friendship like this-and the actual friendship itself which endures a great deal of hardships.
Yes, I have known friendship like this, and it only grows stronger with the passage of time. What is real endures life's tempests. Thank you for writing, and may God bless you.
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