, Friends are like trains stations they come and go. How does one keep them from leaving? when meeting new people. How does one fit in. be a part of the new friends? I reach out they turn away, like the changing seasons. Spring comes with the promise of new things to come. then summer has its fun . fall is mellow, The sun fades to winter, all is done.
DS June 30 2024
Aug 26, 2024
Aug 26, 2024 at 3:18 PM UTC
, Friends are like trains stations they come and go. How does one keep them from leaving? when meeting new people. How does one fit in. be a part of the new friends? I reach out they turn away, like the changing seasons. Spring comes with the promise of new things to come. then summer has its fun . fall is mellow, The sun fades to winter, all is done.
DS June 30 2024
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