Friends.

[jambojersey]

A love sighting, opens our hearts trapdoor.

Friends are God's way, of taking care of us.

Perfect inspiration touches us, in our heart.

Friends exhilaration helps, to split our sorrow.

Your smile is embroidered, in my thoughts.

True friends reach out, to touch our hand.

Alway's take enthusiasm to bed with you.

Long happy friendships, double our joys.

That extra makes ordinary, extraordinary.

Only friends memories, stay in our heart.

Beautiful compensations, help each other.

Friends walk daily, in and out of our lives.

[hillwalker]

These are perhaps epigrams rather than lines of poetry - but poetical all the same, and they convey some touching truths. I enjoyed reading them.

H

[MANICHAEAN]

The last line hits J.
Too many gone.

Brought back those lines of Dylan Thomas:

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

Best regards.

[Delta40]

I enjoyed the line

Your smile is embroidered, in my thoughts.