Category Archives: Friendship

The Arrow and the Song

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~

Friends and Enemies

He who has a thousand friends
Has not a friend to spare,
While he who has one enemy
Shall meet him everywhere.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

The Human Touch

’Tis the human touch
in this world that counts,
The touch of your hand and mine,
Which means far more
to the fainting heart
Than shelter and bread and wine.
For shelter is gone
when the night is o’er,
And bread lasts only a day.
But the touch of the hand
And the sound of the voice
Sing on in the soul always.

~Spencer Michael Free~

Auld Lang Syne

Wishing everyone a Happy Healthy New Year…

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of Auld Lang Syne?
For Auld Lang Syne, my dear,
for Auld Lang Syne,
We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for Auld Lang Syne.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of Auld Lang Syne?
And here’s a hand, my trusty friend
And gie’s a hand o’ thine
We’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet
For Auld Lang Syne

The song, “Auld Lang Syne,” is sung at the stroke of midnight in almost every English-speaking country in the world to bring in the New Year. At least partially written by Robert Burns in the 1700’s, it was first published in 1796 after Burns’ death.  Early variations of the song were sung prior to 1700 and inspired Burns to produce the modern rendition.  An old Scotch tune, “Auld Lang Syne” literally means “old long ago,” or simply, “the good old days.”

Why I Write Christmas Cards and Letters

I have a list of folks I know, all written in a book
And every year at Christmas time I go and take a look.
And that is when I realize that those names are a part
Not only of the book they’re in, but also of my heart.

For each name stands for someone who has crossed my path sometime,
And in that meeting they’ve become the ‘rhythm and the rhyme’
And while it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,
I really feel that I’m composed of each remembered name.

And while you may not be aware of any special link,
Just meeting you has shaped my life far more than you can think.
For once you’ve met somebody, the years cannot erase
The memory of a pleasant word or just a friendly face.

So never think my Christmas cards are just a mere routine
Of names upon a Christmas list, forgotten in between.
For when I send a Christmas card that is addressed to you
It is because you’re on that list of folks that I’m indebted to.

For you are part of many folks that I have known or met
And you happen to be one of those I prefer not to forget.
And whether I have known you for many years or few
In some way you have had a part in shaping things I do.

And every year when Christmas comes, I realize anew
The biggest gift life can give is meeting folks like you.
And may the spirit of Christmas that forever and ever endures
Leave its richest blessings in the hearts of you and yours.

If I Could Take Your Troubles

If I could take your troubles
I would toss them into the sea,
But all these things I’m finding
Are impossible for me.
I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best,
A friend that is always there.
~Khahlil Gibran~

The Face of a Friend

Blessed is the man that beholdeth the face of a friend in a far country,
The darkness of his heart is melted in the dawning of day within him,
It is like the sound of sweet music heard long ago and half forgotten;
It is like the coming back of birds to a wood where the winter is ended.

~Henry van Dyke~

On Friendship

Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don’t walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me and be my friend. Albert Camus

We should behave to our friends, as we would wish our friends to behave to us. Aristotle

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost.Charles Caleb Colton

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words. Jacquie

Friendship is one mind in two bodies. Mencius

Hold a true friend with both your hands. Nigerian Proverb

If you talk to someone in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart. Nelson Mandela

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.  Winnie The Pooh

Kindness

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

~Naomi Shihab Nye~

When

When you’re lonely,
I wish you love.
When you’re down,
I wish you joy.
When you’re troubled,
I wish you peace.
When things are complicated,
I wish you simple beauty.
When things are chaotic,
I wish you inner silence.
When things look empty,
I wish you hope.

Paul Dobraszczyk

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