Between The Miles
by Heather Stoop


Because existence can become severe
in one day,
just sense me and I'll be there.
In the minds eye,
I'm not so far away.
If Ты hold out your hand,
in the whispers,
I'll become the zephyr.
and besiege you.
If your eye's upon the stars,
in the crystalline darkness,
I'll become the moon.
And the light shall guide you.
If Ты rest upon the ground,
in the warmth,
I'll become the grass.
And embrace you.
If Ты turn outside,
in the wetness,
I'll become the rain.
An upon your forehead, Kiss you.
If Ты free the air,
in the light of day,
I'll become the sun.
And smile for you.

Between the miles-
if Ты need me.
If Ты need a friend.
Let me be the friend, I want to be.

Uncounted Blessings
© Jill Wolf

Whenever we gather together,
The words are not easy to find,
But Любовь speaks a common language
When people have ties that bind.
We don't always say what we're feeling
As often as families should;
We don't count our blessings out loud,
But somehow they're understood.
We know that we're thankful for living
With the comfort of each other's care;
We're grateful for memories and stories,
And the jokes that our family shares.
We might leave a promise unspoken,
But we know that we're loyal and true;
We can count on companions through life,
In the sunshine and shadows, too.
We might Показать some special attention
To a stranger, acquaintance, или guest,
But we never forget in our hearts
About those that we really Любовь best.
These blessings can never be counted
Like money или Золото dividends;
They can only be shared as the love
That exists when families are friends.

Любовь is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.

Absence from whom we Любовь is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

A goodbye isn't painful unless you're never going to say hello again.

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!

I know that miles and distance don’t matter in friendship. But who’s going to explain that to my heart? I miss you.

Friendship is life’s biggest addiction. Unfortunately, Ты don’t realize this until Ты start missing your old friends.