F orget-me-nots start blooming in the vales
R oses, yellow, grow to withstand small gales
I dyllic is the feel that it births in friends
E ncouragement and joy should be its ends
N ights turn serenely cool with friendship thoughts
D ays too should become joyous and less hot
S ensuous or even sensual could turn this bond
H appiness for all , its true sine-qua-non
I ntrospect often, navigating this ship
P eace , it engenders, during times of hardships.
@ 20 Apr 2013
For Becca's 'What a Friend really is'