A Friend

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    I was just thinking how do strangers become friends and wrote my thoughts down here.

    A Friend

    You may meet someone new as they are passing by

    A smile and hello and you go on with the day

    Not a second thought given as to who and/or why

    A stranger that passed and continued on their way

     

    You see them a second time, maybe same place

    Again a smile and hello is all that you can find

    But this time a glint of recognition crosses their face

    They look into your eyes and respond in kind

     

    Your paths cross a number of times through the weeks

    Always you exchange a smile and hello

    Your smiles more genuine each time they speak

    Not quite as forced as ever onward you go

     

    Then one day their smile is barely there

    You pause and ask "How are you today?"

    Now they stop and take time to share

    Just a few words and then off on their way

     

    Next time you meet they ask how you are

    And little by little you learn more and more

    You still walk on by but not quite as fast or far

    You will see them again of that you are sure

     

    The months go by and turn into years

    You find yourself hoping these meets never end

    This stranger now shares your smiles and fears

    And you realize they have become your friend

     

    How did it happen and exactly when

    There is no way of knowing the day or the hour

    You just spent some time again and again

    And slowly the budding friendship flowered

     

    So dont pass by a stanger without a smile on your face

    Each and every person you meet is a potential friend

    They show up at odd times and in the most unlikely place

    Just be friendly and you will attract one in the end

     

     

     

     

     

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    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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