Another friendship thing. 🙂
A poem to all my distant friends out there, you know who you are. ❤
Eyes of beauty and wonder (say all cat lovers).
I love learning new languages, especially as they introduce me to fun new words, like this one, which creates such nice imagery in my head.
A little poem about blood and family.
A more lighthearted poem of a personal nature today.
Up until the day I started school, friendship and friends were things that just happened.
Like any toddler I had my playmates and within days of moving to a new town, just months before the birth of my brothers I had made friends with a girl that lived just a few houses away. It was an easy time, where I could just go along with what my friend and her older sister planned for us. I might have been delegated supporting roles in the games we played, but I remember enjoying it. The structure and knowing who I could trust and spend time with was a comfort.