A Touch of Friendship
When we touched as friends, the whole world was at peace.
Like the calm waves rushing forth
To meet the rugged rocks-
We met;
Joined hands and made our relationship what it is--
A closeness,
a feeling,
a thought,
an expression of what is yet to be.
Something strange, unique and unusual happened-
A familiar state of mind
To last through the end of time-
When we touched as friends.
Copyright © Martha Malloy | Year Posted 2009
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