August 09, 2009

Still Close

We still are as close as ever
so grateful for that fact
It didn't matter how the years
played out.
Our paths always did seem to meet
Knowing we were there for each other
makes the heart sing.
And knowing that we will always
be there brings warmth to the heart.

6 comments:

Margie said...

Hi Anne
Lovely poem and I can certaintly understand why having this special closeness to another would make, "the heart sing"

Margie:)

Wanda..... said...

It's good to have true blue friends as they say...
Your writings are very nice Anne.

Thanks for all your visits lately...
Take care and keep writing,
Wanda

Gail said...

Hi Anne-
lovely words, beautiful sentiments - I know the gift of which you write. Blessed are we.

Love to you
Gail
peace.....

Anne said...

Margie,
Thanks. Glad you liked my poem. I know that you understand.

Anne said...

Gail,
Thank you. Yes, we are blessed.

Anne said...

Hi Wanda,
True blue friends are the best.
Thank you for your nice comment. Thank you for all your visit. They are truly appreciate.

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