These are two little poems sent to separate gifts given to friends for Christmas.
what could hold our fortunes dear?
and if we knew, would we adhere?
through fight and flight, beautiful wings
fly us back to our favourite things
to mix the heat of life with the ever dry
will e’er resolve a tearful eye
like our friendship, by and by
through all the elements, cradles life
Copyright L.M. 2009.