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[aid] => mick
[title] => Weeds or Flowers
[time] => 2015-09-19 17:20:17
[hometext] => What does your garden grow?
[bodytext] => What is it about you that makes you my friend? Finds me on your doorstep again and again? What is it you have that I cannot resist? What need do you fill that my poor heart has missed? My friends aren’t all handsome, or pretty, or wise. They come in a myriad of ages and size! I met some at work; some in line at the store; Some were friends of a friend of a friend and no more. Some make me laugh; some bid me conspire; Others sing praises; or kindle desire. One’s steady; one’s reckless; one’s playful; one’s skilled; One’s plain as a board; one jingles with frills! Some I admire; some I do not; Yet each brings a gift that no other has brought. Without an agenda for sharing our time; I witness their frailties and they witness mine! The first ones I run to to share a success; The ones that I cry with when life is a mess. My secrets are safe in the palms of their hands; No words could I say that they won’t understand. But, without fail, each friendship was started; As best we recall, with a gesture good-hearted. Extending a smile, or a nod, or a hand; A simple "I see you" or "I understand." We get what we give; but those who lament; that they'll give when they get, have missed the intent. If you await friendship, you may wait forever. It doesn’t come knocking; (it isn’t that clever). It’s awkward, and risky; and reeking of danger; To gently pursue the trust of a stranger. This is your garden; to reap you must sow; Love before loved; first we bestow; Flowers and weeds all share the same row; Like friends who were strangers a furrow ago. [comments] => 8 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 21 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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