RonovanWrites Haiku Prompt Challenge #174 smooth/hand
and In Other Words, saint
The road is made smooth
Sharing your love with a saint
Holding a friend’s hand
McGuffey’s Reader Sparks 5 No medicine is more valuable, none more efficacious, none better suited to the cure of our temporal ills than a friend to whom we may turn for consolation in time of trouble, and with whom we may share happiness in time of joy.
Aelred of Rievaulx
Today I celebrate getting a sweet note from a friend.
It was like a Valentine.
The words were sweet and thoughtful and kind and lovely.
It is one of those notes that goes in the special box
where things of the heart are kept.
“All have their frailties and whoever looks for a friend without imperfections will never find what he seeks.” Cyrus the Great
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Friends, some are friends for life others for a time or season.
There are friends that are best friends for a while then they are not.
There are friends who are more acquaintances,
people we know slightly that are in the outer places of our lives.
Then there are those who are in our hearts.
We can see them every day and not grow tired or bored with them.
Or we may only see them once in a great while.
Then when we see them again it is like we have never been apart.
I have a friend who I met when she lived next door.
We saw each other most every day if only for a few minutes.
Then she moved away to go to school.
Now she lives in another country.
Sometimes 4 or 5 years will go by before we see each other again.
But when we do get together it is like we have never been parted.
We are friends of the heart.
I am blessed with her loving friendship and so very grateful.
I love you, Lesley.
She was about to go in but Jack was coming up the walk so she sat down on the porch swing. It had been awhile since the last time they were together; a long while because of the harsh words that were said back then. Her words were harsh, his were soft and gentle, and oh how they hurt. She had told him being friends was not enough and it hurt too much knowing there would never be more so she wanted him out of her life. All he said was, “I love you, Lizzie, have since I was five, and always will, nothing will ever change that”, then he left. And now here he is sitting on the swing with her; just sitting, close like the best friends they are and always will be.