Friends

Good friends sit lightly on life’s strands,
Always on hand to catch you when you fall:

A hidden treasure to be uncovered,
A forever love, rediscovered, time and time again,
A spider’s web sparkle in the dreary, winter’s rain.
You’re feeling down and all looks grey
And nothing within your day lifts your spirit.
There’s so much stuff within your life
You try to be the perfect wife and mother
And hold yourself together from day to day –
But that’s the thing about being human,
None of us were chosen to walk through life alone.
Life is easier with support; so court your web,
Lean on your friends, the means justify the end.

Copyright wordz2Go 10 December 2013

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