A brisk, cold, winters morning, brings thoughts of friends like you
A wish I send, for joy today, in everything you do
I hope that everything you wish will come your way today
That you will have a thought of me and send a smile my way

I treasure every smile I get, enjoyment through my day
Getting one that's sent by you, is special, in every way
I know that life gets hectic, and moments you must steal
Like these I take this morning, to tell you how I feel

A thanks to you my special friends, for everything you share
Acceptance, understanding, just showing that you care
For always being there for me, wherever I might go
It means so very much to me, I had to let you know

Thank you my friend(s)

Well if I didn't, this definitely prompted one ----- several, actually, as you can see. Back at'cha, you Bardic Rogue you.

Birds of A Feather

As this blanket,
Cold and set.
The end of winter,
Holds the friends we've met.

The quill that
Brushes on our page,
With such tender,
Such deep engage,

Brushes our cheeks,
And tickles our thoughts,
Tis wonderful to see you.
You're missed when you're not.

Raine Les 3/8/2009