A quirky beginning provides a funny story to share Fits of stops and starts when suddenly, beautifully The friendship is built; a vessel to carry lives A port to weather many storms Though this is not yet known
Years of stories filled with memories held dear Years of life events shared as friends become family And then become one
The friendship port rises, guides them through sorrow Comforts them in grief The port rises to celebrate with them in times of joy The port watches happily during times of laughter The port is prepared to weather the storm The foundation, you see, is strong
The storm comes, dark clouds and driving rain Cracks of thunder, howling winds Darkness When the storm passes and the clouds part The port shines brightly Providing the light by which we wash away regrets Guiding the friendship home
Differences make us whole, darkness makes us grow The port guides us back to where we belong Spoken and unspoken the words are clear Friendship as the port will always guide you Forgiveness and love will always shine bright
True friendship like the port Will always weather the storm
I am so glad you are here. Please make yourself at home, here, next to the arm-chair. Let us talk of poetry and life; let us laugh and crack jokes; let us rule the world with our lofty thoughts and electrodes for those out of line.Most likely I will pee a little when we laugh, and my thoughts are usually random rather than lofty, but you know what they say: “The dog of the exceptional wisdom has the bird of sleeping monkeys in his dreams!”Anyway, I was talking to a guy the other day who was high on pot (he was standing on the toilet) and I mentioned my fear of bush hogs and roaches. He comforted me and then asked why I was in the stall with him.So there you go, my full life story nowhere on this page. I feel like we know each other so much better now. Sometimes I’m serious, sometimes I seriously funny, sometimes I’m seriously gassy. I am at all times grateful for your support.If you have an idea to share, or just want to drop a line, you can contact me at email@example.comBe excellent to each other and glitter on glitterbombs.
I could have gotten married in Egypt With one sun ray, That is masterfully openinig gates of fields in front of the bus that is frantically rushing from Cairo to Port Said … Beside me, the eyes of Egyptian children