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Today I have been happy. All the day

I held the memory of you, and wove

Its laughter with the dancing light o’ the spray,

And sowed the sky with tiny clouds of love,

And sent you following the white waves of sea,

And crowned your head with fancies, nothing worth,

Stray buds from that old dust of misery,

Being glad with a new foolish quiet mirth.



So lightly I played with those dark memories,

Just as a child, beneath the summer skies,

Plays hour by hour with a strange shining stone,

For which (he knows not) towns were fire of old,

And love has been betrayed, and murder done,

And great kings turned to a little bitter mould.





by Rupert Brooke

Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come,

And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom

Ye learn your song:

Where are those starry woods? O might I wander there,

Among the flowers, which in that heavenly air

Bloom the year long!

Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams:

Our song is the voice of desire, that haunts our dreams,

A throe of the heart,

Whose pining visions dim, forbidden hopes profound,

No dying cadence nor long sigh can sound,

For all our art.

Alone, aloud in the raptured ear of men

We pour our dark nocturnal secret; and then,

As night is withdrawn

From these sweet-springing meads and bursting boughs of May,

Dream, while the innumerable choir of day

Welcome the dawn.



by Robert Bridges.

Friendship freezes misspoken or misinterpreted words.

Friendship melts the shadows of the heart.

Friendship's soul swells rolling the emblazoned red carpet at our doorways.

Friendship is the bridge binding two islands.

Friendship is one fragrant blossom meeting the perfect ground.

Friendship is wild laughing by the swishing stream.

Friendship is watching leaves turn stunning colours.

Friendship is a golden chain with luck charms worn about the neck or wrist.

Friendship is the turquoise stone tucked away in the pocket or enveloped under the pillow.

Friendship is a frog sitting beside a bold bright yellow rose on a Sunday morning in August.

Friendship extends its magical arms for it is not the receiving but the giving.

Friendship is creating a mood positive and light.

Our friendship is the air, fire, earth, and water of the universe!