"... while with an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things ..."
- William Wordsworth

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

An ode to good friends.

This is for all of my lovely friends for whom I am extremely grateful:
You are the only people I dance around.
I quote inside jokes when I’m with other people, and they don’t understand, because they aren’t you.
I keep your letters, because they are marvelous.
We make up our own words (and actually use them).
Lucky for me, you think it’s endearing that I make so many weird noises.
We have psychic conversations.                   
You text me all the funny little things you think about.
You bring out all the best parts of me.
Remember when we were five and wore matching gymnastics outfits?
You tell me what I need to hear.
You let me read poetry when we’re hiking.
We can be extremely nerdy at the drop of a hat.
We write songs that no one else will ever hear.
I’ve picked up a lot of your mannerisms.
You understand.
From 2,600 miles away, you made me laugh so hard I cried.

1 comment:

  1. You inspire the weirdness in me.
    We sing Pocahontas whenever we go hiking. Certain words trigger something within us. (i.e. "sark")
    I love every weird, quirky thing you do.
    You're so creative. You come up with the greatest gifts and you write the best letters.
    When I'm with you, I feel complete.

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