Tightly welded are friends of mine

     Next to a thought is a tightly welded memory. One
story at a time etches a new painting I hold inside.
One glory of happiness. One tear of pain. All moments
cherished, learned, held.

     Each glance of smiles presses more across me. Deep
within my soul my spirit soars, shines. Ever cautious
of the sticky sweetness some apply. Did I not learn
before, that of getting stuck and weaning out very
hard to accomplish? Still I persevered.

    Holding, pushing, praying for the need of help.
Not many came but those who did stuck very close.
Clearer each and every day, the choices, the steps I
move towards are bringing me closer to attaining my
spiritual goals. Those who clearly intertwined
themselves with me, obviously saw something I am
unaware of. I only hope they continue to be persistant
in care of how our friendship travels.

    So here I sit allowing deep sighs to escape me.
Seated upon red chenile cushions, feeling the coppery
blonde curls fade into wavy sticks. The mass mess
of strands soon to be pulled away from a pale, freckled
face. Eyes wide sky blue watching the sunlight bounce
off of cars passing on street below.

   Soon the hour upon me sends reminders that work
time preparations are near, that the rush of the
afternoon is beckoning the morning to subside.

   Oh then the mind slows down once more. Returning
to the thoughts of friendships gained. Odd as some
may have started still they grow stronger with every
breath I take. The smiles, the quirky moments shared,
the love of gentle kindness given and the grand
encouragements pressed upon open air, down on
parchment and through vocal chords. Oh how ever
gracious I am to Jehovah for giving me such joy in
these people.

   So my dear friend, I look forward to seeing a new
piece of creativity, to see a friendly smile or quirky
dance. Nevertheless I would hope you do anything
above only because want to and feel it is right.
Always a moment of skipped heartbeats and
overwhelming joy expressed when I know you did
something out of love for me and others.

    Ah and so now a blush overcomes me as my spirit
shines bright of a prospect of a smile.