Ronald Strickland

Old Friends

In the meadow I stopped and looked about, seeing all the beauty that surrounded me and the warmth and the beauty of the Heavens.

In the beauty of the wildflowers I felt the beauty and warmth of old friends, and recall the wisdom given by so many that stayed with me, throughout.
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  • Michael Mcparland (9/16/2020 11:53:00 AM)

    A very wonderful and touching tribute to real friends. Great piece.

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  • Varsha MVarsha M (9/16/2020 10:53:00 AM)

    Very true words. Indeed friends are always friends. Well depicted. Thank-you.

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  • Ronald StricklandRonald Strickland (9/16/2020 10:29:00 AM)

    An appreciation of Friends

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