Friends
We are like the wings of a butterfly... When she flies, we meet, but briefly. It is the meeting and parting that keep her flying ... The Charm !! But when she sits, the wings collapse, we come into perspective... Thank God she does, and thank God we still slow down, make time for friends...
Soon, she rises again, the wings flap, and from then on we become old friends that might happen to meet only briefly and rarely, yet meet we must, and sit she must, for the nectar that she drinks ...
the choicest of juices, the nectar of our lives... Friends
Take time we must, for nobody knows when the butterfly will rise !!! ...
ThinkingInfinity.
We are like the wings of a butterfly... When she flies, we meet, but briefly. It is the meeting and parting that keep her flying ... The Charm !! But when she sits, the wings collapse, we come into perspective... Thank God she does, and thank God we still slow down, make time for friends...
Soon, she rises again, the wings flap, and from then on we become old friends that might happen to meet only briefly and rarely, yet meet we must, and sit she must, for the nectar that she drinks ...
the choicest of juices, the nectar of our lives... Friends
Take time we must, for nobody knows when the butterfly will rise !!! ...
ThinkingInfinity.
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