I was recently reminded that friends can be old friends or new friends, even if you don't see or talk to them every week or so. It reminded me of the following:
The joys that make our lives worthwhile
Are little things, like a baby's smile,
The song of birds that greet the morn,
A path, familiar and well-worn,
The beat of a gentle nighttime rain,
Scent of a rose near a country lane,
The glow in the sky at the close of day,
Returning home when we've been away.
And happiness, for me and you,
Is the love of friends, both old and new.
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