It’s more than a description of those met along life’s sometimes undulating terrain… It dawned upon a new venture amid life’s scenes And came to rest among those so dear. Perchance the encounter may be described But maybe their paths had been bound to Intertwine even though previously unknown And stay much endeared from day to day. ‘Tis more than a quarter indeed. Much more than a weary place to rest A tired head and body bearing life’s chances; ‘Tis the smile that greets the weakened soul And the grace that bears affection to the door And surrounds with terms of endearment warm. And thus if it be chance, then ‘tis welcome. And beckon it along the more with fortune, Grace and happiness that stay cherished. For the encounter it brought forth Blossoms in the quarter it resides For that quarter is in the heart to remain. More the treasure is the feeling of delight that friendship would find its abode with me Yemil Benjoy Christmas 1997 ©
Friendship’s Quarter
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