A few hours visiting with old friends makes this soul so very happy...
Among the night and spotty clouds,
We talked, we ate, drank some wine,
And spoke of our futures.
When life offers love and companionship
From those we simply must be with,
Nothing more really matters,
Nothing more keeps us safe.
Crisp white caps on the ships bow,
Seeks our hearing and hearts
Pounding within the stuff of life.
Dear friends keep smiles awake.
Poetry by JK Fisher
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Written on 2016-08-11 at 06:18
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Dear Friends
Sensing that love aboundsAmong the night and spotty clouds,
We talked, we ate, drank some wine,
And spoke of our futures.
When life offers love and companionship
From those we simply must be with,
Nothing more really matters,
Nothing more keeps us safe.
Crisp white caps on the ships bow,
Seeks our hearing and hearts
Pounding within the stuff of life.
Dear friends keep smiles awake.
Poetry by JK Fisher
Read 752 times
Written on 2016-08-11 at 06:18
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