The sunshine on the distant pine trees lights up the snow that sits on its branches as if it served up like ice cream by strong arm waitresses. You might need a spoons with very long handles to eat it!... What? The ramblings of a crazy woman? Something to write about and taking inspiration from what is around me seems to get the words flowing. Last night it was hovering around -21 and it certainly felt much colder outside... but I'm lucky to have the warmth of the love of family and friends...
Value true
The true value
Of a genuine friend
Is not counted by
How long you know them
But rather to me
How they protect you
Sometimes
Even from yourself
Caring
Openly
The true value
Of a genuine friend
Can be expressed by
A thousand “I’m sorry’s”
A million “thank you’s”
Feeling ridiculous
Hiding
In the red-wine blues
The true value
Of a genuine friend
I constantly rediscover
When I hopefully
Put the same offer
To be a genuine friend
On the table
Only time will tell
If this view
Is a fact
Or fleeting fable
By Simone, 6 June 2008
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