But Lasting — On Friendship
I wrote this poem after a time of having friends in my home for a few days. We were in simple community together. Stories. Meals. Laughs. Tears. Some blue skies. Some early spring leafing of trees.
Got me thinking about family of blood and family of friends.
As an honoring of friendships that are family, I offer this poem.
Thank you friends,
for coming this way,
for these days together
in joy, play, and thoughtful connection.
Those twenty minutes
sharing stories from the day
I think these are moments