|When the sun rises
join me after dusk,
When your eyes greet the
lids of dawn,
Join me as they languish and close...
For dark and sweet
Are the gifts of life...
Listen as the earth sings its praises,
Watch as each season and the wind
Feel the rhythm and pulse of time,
So we can cultivate,
Your fruits and mine.
"Join Me after Dusk"
|What does friendship mean to
you? How many types friends do
you have? Do you have room for a
friend that is always available and
able to enjoy some quiet thoughts
with you about many aspects of your
life and relationships?