Saturday, April 17, 2010
If You're Ever in a Jam, Here I Am
Two of them met me for coffee this week, and as we sat there sipping and talking, laughing and being quiet together, I was overcome by how much they mean to me. We've known each other a long time now, and the stories of our lives are all intertwined.
I don't know about you, but it's easy for me to get so caught up in our society's myth that to be a valuable person you have to produce, produce, produce. I hope I never forget the joy of spending time with friends.
I must remember this poem:
A Time to Talk
by Robert Frost
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, 'What is it?'
No, not as there is a time talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Friendly visits add so much happiness to my life. So does this story. Have you heard about Bella and Tara? Take time to watch it. It's an amazing story.
Have a great weekend, y'all!
If you ever lose your mind, I'll be kind.
If you ever lose your shirt, I'll be hurt.
If you're ever in a mill and get sawed in half; I won't laugh.
It's friendship, friendship,
Just a perfect blendship!
When other friendships have been forgate,
Ours will still be great.