Pleasures come in the strangest forms
With friendship our most consistent gift:
Freely available for all who will care
There is nothing to prevent us there!

Conversations cut and thrust each day
Sparkling, dimming with different tones:
Moving freely into our relationships arms
We walk away in joy, without any harms.

In our care and love the decisions still flow
As attention is distracted by patterns of old:
Habitual ways make our days so much fun
Even when some people just cut and run!

Conversation’s units of emotional play
Distract and bewilder us to our bones;
Some we remember for their charms
Others leave us with ringing alarms!

So, in all the ways friendship appears
Remember to look and see and not feel:
For the baggage we carry is always there,
And in a moments space lies love to share!


David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry For Life: Seeing Again. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. FINDING LOVES SHARE. Page Number 21.

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