Our Bond of Friendship

What is this friendship we covet Is it special is it right. It doesn't need to be sexual. Sometimes I prefer you when your Intellectual. A game two or one can play. Endless childish fun all day. Watching butterflies flutter bye. Caterpillars racing them onto the leaves. Honey bees that don't want to sting. They are too busy collecting nectar for their queen. Ladybirds of different colours racing up stems. Spiders on webs waiting for a friend. Flies that get stuck in her trap. She cuddles them and wraps them in a bag. Walking by the slow flowing stream. We come to the pond. And play with frog spawn. The dragonfly on red wings . Catches a damsel fly to eat. The birds sing gaily in this secluded spot. We open our hamper and begin our picnic. A squirrel comes over to see what he can nick. You laugh at his boldness and throw him some biscuit. He takes his prize up a tree he was right to risk it. Across the pond a heron stands forlorn. Waiting in the shadows for a fish meal. I watch you captivated you haven't seen one before. You take out your camera and get ready to take the shot. He hears the click and goes into the air. Your still excited even though the picture is blurred. You turn and kiss me and thank me for spending time with you. Two friends out for the day in the afternoon sun. No need to rush no need to run. This is what friendship is, just a day of fun. But all things end and this day will too. But never this bond between me and you.