friendship
The Ones Who Stay in the Rain
It is not the fair-weather friend
who writes their name upon your heart,
but the one who, seeing the storm,
folds their umbrella shut,
choosing wet shoulders beside you
over comfort alone.
Anyone can walk in sunlight,
laugh in the soft meadow,
but it takes a rare and quiet courage
to stand ankle-deep in puddles,
to let the thunder bruise their sky
so you do not face the lightning alone.
Love is not the absence of rain,
it is the gentle hand that finds yours
when the world is unravelling,
the warmth that lingers in cold mist,
the voice that says without words:
“I will not leave you here.”
So bless the drenched, the loyal,
the ones who stayed when staying cost them dryness.
For their devotion shines brighter than any sun,
and their soaked clothes
are the garments of saints.
The Sweetness of Friendship
In the sweetness of friendship, a light softly glows,
A warmth that the heart in its stillness well knows.
Let there be laughter, like a song on the breeze,
A melody whispered through sun-dappled trees.
For in this communion, life's burdens grow light,
Shared joys become stars that illumine the night.
The pleasure of moments, both simple and rare,
Is a treasure we gather with love's tender care.
A smile exchanged in the quiet of dawn,
A word that rekindles when hope seems withdrawn.
Like the dew on the petals at morning's first gleam,
Friendship revives us, a comforting dream.
Not in the grandeur of triumphs we find,
But in the small joys, the unspoken kind.
The clasp of a hand, the glint of an eye,
The laughter that dances, unchained to the sky.
These little things, a glance, a shared cup of tea,
Are pearls in the ocean of life's mystery.
Each droplet of kindness, a balm for the soul,
Each moment of laughter, a piece of the whole.
And as dew on the meadow, it quietly heals,
The heart finds its morning in all that it feels.
A freshness, a vigor, a life redefined,
Through friendship's pure sweetness, our spirits aligned.
So let us give laughter, and pleasures, and more,
A refuge, a haven, an open heart's door.
For in these small wonders, our joy is expressed,
In the sweetness of friendship, the soul is at rest.
Vixere
Laugh (2024 challenge day 26)
cover me in clover
golden and glittering and surrounded
let me know about the prettiest views
let me know what makes you tick
never let us be too jaded to make these jokes or laugh this hard
a line of ducks that will not lose each other
in the busiest city
a chain of history a venn diagram with not much but past at the center
still one of the closest things I’ve seen
to a neverending circle