Many Friends

I’ve had many friends in my life who were older…who turned grey We haven’t always seen eye to eye…but we love each other anyway. I’ve had many friends in my life…who have different ways tor pray Their God has not always been my God…but we love each other anyway. I’ve had many friends in my life…who are lesbian…or gay Who don’t love the way that I love…but we love each other anyway. I’ve had many friends….I don’t always understand every word they say and others who’s skin color is not my skin color…but we love each other anyway. I’ve reached the point in my life where I’m the old one who’s turned grey and I wonder how, over the years despite our differences, we’ve all loved each other anyway… Could it be that love looks beyonds our differences beyond what asymmetry tears some of us apart and instead has found a way to look straight into our hearts… Perhaps love knows when we look beyond our different faiths, our different colors, our different preferences… our different names When we see inside another person all hearts look the same.