When I wrote this, I had just returned from a two-week trip out west visiting several friends who have transplanted themselves there in the past few years and loving it. It was so neat to get a slice of their life and we realize now how much we miss them. True friends are not fair weather friends. They are there for always and amazingly, you can easily pick up right where you left off any time you see them.(It rained almost all the time we were there but that didn't make the visit any less enjoyable! It is truly the people who make it so great!)
of golden friendships
rekindle quickly and caringly,
flare fondly, fanning the flames
and fostering growth once more
as we re-unite for awhile,
picking up where we left off,
rarely missing a beat
until our "together time" draws to a close --
It is always hard to say good-bye.
The fire subsides and smoulders
but the coals keep us cosy
and warm in our hearts
until the next time we meet.