The Flower Of Friendship Poem by Jim Yerman

I pass this lovely bougainvillea every day and am happily aware
how a bush this bright and beautiful can exist with oh so little care.

It is a fact of nature…one we can't dispute
how the bougainvillea doesn't need much tending…once it's taken root.

The other day an old friend stopped in the bookstore,
one I hadn't seen in years
and I was reminded how old friendships
in spite of time and distance still endear.

Seeing him was a wonderful surprise…it gave my heart a thrill.
We talked as if it was yesterday…as if somehow time stood still.

Friendship has a unique way…when it comes to time…
to circumvent…
for when old friends meet…any time that's passed…becomes irrelevant.

It was just a short visit and after he left I joyfully conceded
how to keep our friendship going…this was all the time we needed.

I paused by the bougainvillea on my way home…
happily aware
how a friendship bright and beautiful can exist with oh so little care.

For it is another fact of nature…one we certainly can't dispute
how a friendship doesn't need much tending…once it's taken root