Heart Of Friendship

Last night I had a conversation with a friend
and we talked about the next time we were to meet
and the new memories that we will make.
We remembered our last time together
that cemented us as friends.
How what seemed like impossible odds
that everything fell together
making our stay an enjoyable one.
How after our first meeting between us
we knew instantly everything was going to be ok.
We shared those special moments
through an invisible line,
those wonderful memories
we acquired from a place
we call the heart of friendship.

5 November 2009

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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