When Does Friendship Form? Poem by Jim Yerman

Have you ever wondered when friendship forms?
When is that one moment in time…random people come together…
and their worlds begin to rhyme?

Have you ever wondered if their are people walking…who have yet to comprehend…
there are other people…also walking…who were destined to be their friends?

People who walk separately into a room…and from the moment they arrive
feel in their hearts…and souls…they've known each other all their lives.

Do they sense it in their greeting?
Can they feel their friendship rise?
Is it somewhere in their smile?
Can they see friendship in their eyes?

They begin to share their stories…share their laughter…share their woes…
Is it in between their laughter…Is that where friendship grows?

Or am I giving it too much thought?
Is it impossible to know what feelings initially bind them…
Perhaps when it comes to friendships…
We should feel lucky when we find them.

Lucky knowing we have some friends …we've had since we were young
Friends who we grew up with…with whom we've laughed and loved and sung.

Lucky knowing we can make new friends…who, when added to the old,
make our life eve more magnificent…make it a wonder to behold…

Perhaps that is the beauty of friendship…what makes it so astonishing…and sweet..
Knowing we have old friends…and new friends…
and friends we've yet to meet.