Fine gold dust blows over
................ each day spent with friends.
Tomorrow's reality then
................................. dawns enhanced.
Amity's bosom breathes
........................... warmth, as unending
Friendships respond
....................to care's kindly advances.
Harmony holds hands
.................with peace, embraces flow
Openly, as arms linked
...................break ice and melt hearts.
Goodwill, bonding sympathy,
...................................... unites to grow
Into ties no disturbance
................................. could split apart.
If gold is unheeded
......................within friendship's need
Passing chances, delayed,
............................. are the past indeed.
Fay, I continue to enjoy your 'new style'... which you have mastered. Lots to like in your well planned poem.10/10 Regards, Ian
I must echo my good friend, Ian, in concurring that the ''Slimm Side-Slant Structure'' (you may copyright that, so long as i gaet a free autographed copy of your book) ! Like this piece a lot, Ms. Fay from the U.K...Socratic in philosophy.and as per usual...quite inventive! F j R
Some friendships are certainly worth their weight in Gold. If we all could be friends and help each other, there would be no need for angry words. Great poem Fay. Regards Bob
a fine poem fay. a treasure.. harmony holds hands... perfect.
To J.D.H. - - thank you dear friend for your message on this piece - - so glad you found something in it for yourself - - friends as you say are 'pricelesss treasure ' - a phrase I shall long remember with pleasure - -.... from Fay.
A glance to long, followed with a smile, means you have gone that extra mile that tantalizing brief surmise, shows loves luster in your eyes too late your trapped, your heart is, . no longer hidden defenses now, are overridden!
This is GORGEOUS! ! friendships are so very important and if not treated with care can be lost...very beautiful Fay...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Fay, you write beautifully, friendship is most precious relation....10.. Best wishes, Tsira