Dearest friend.
Live your life as a trapeze artist,
reaching dizzy heights
with attention firmly on your flight.
Soaring to enthral us all.
Never giving a single thought
to the height or what lies below.
Deep inside knowing, but not in thought,
I am your net and you will be caught.
Love from your true friend.
Whomever is the friend that this is written for is fortunate to have one think enough of them to encourage the writing of this wonderful tribute......way to go......marci. :)
.GJM steop lla sselb doG .og teg eht morf rennet A .luos eht otnu derehda dna dehsealnu selunarg dnas fo sdnasuoht ynam fi sa niarb eht ot dehctatta segassem fo syaw eht tnuoc eno seod woH .meop taerG
Never a truer word said, and with eloquent analogy. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David...This is beautiful...what lovely sentiment. Your friend is truly lucky! Hugs, Dee