fernFriendship is made
of stardust and smiles
and solidarity in troubles,
of big, unfinished plans
and little everyday kindnesses,
of many words, spoken and unsaid:
but mostly
of trust and sincerest admiration.


Full Moon on 4th


jasmine hangs in the air,

the soft zhush…shush… of stroller wheels under a sleeping baby,

the chill of a May evening on cheeks turned upward,

moongazing, astonished.

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