Friendship is unfinished business
Some build their castle and keep building
Some of us got caught in the rubble;
Of collapse and trouble.
Others will reach for the sky
And believe every lie.
Some of us just Burst the bubble.
The friendship of fools is a gold rush
A prospecting
Collecting a coiterie
A menagerie of well wishers and prospective partners.
Eggs in one basket are soon dropped and broken.
I hang on to every word spoken
Look for an opening and hope beyond hoping.
Rejected yet again or maybe even simply ignored. Yes the friendship of fools leaves your best intentions floored.
Don't close the door , just yet.
Room for one more, you bet.
True friendship began when I stopped making a plan.
Look around;
What you see is what you get.
Joe Morriss, storefield northants, 5.8.2017
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