Friendship

by MasterMason
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Sometimes something crosses you desk and impacts you in such a way that you feel the need to share it.

Today is one of those days and the paper is one that was sent to my wife and subsequently shared with me.

To all of us who are uniquely connected by Freemasonry this paper needs no explanation!!!!.


FRIENDSHIP

Once I sat and thought of what a Friend is to me?
and I came to a conclusion which I would like to share with you all.

Is it by chance that we have met?
By choice that we have become friends?
Friendship is a strange thing!!!!!

We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don’t even share with the families who raised us!!

But what is Friend??
A Confidant?
A Fellow?
A Companion?
A fellow email junkie?
A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen?
A heart to feel?

A Friend is all of these things and more.
No matter where or how we have met,
I call you FRIEND.

A word so small,
Yet so large in feeling.

A word filled with emotion.

It is true that great things come in small packages, and it is also true that once the package of Friendship has been opened it can never be closed.

It is a constant book always being written and waiting to be enjoyed.

We may have disagreements,  we may argue  and we may concern one another.
Friendship is a unique bond that last through it all

A part of me is put in to my friends:
Some is my humour ;
to some it is my listening ear;
to some it  is the real life experiences,
but with all it is the friendship.

Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built into a foundation.
Necessary for Life and Necessary for Love.

Friends, You and Me  ; you brought another friend and  then we were three.
We started a group. A Circle of Friends and like a circle there is no beginning & there is no end.

There is no friend like the Old Friend who has shared our morning days.
No greeting like his welcome.
No homage like his praise.

Fame is like the scentless Sunflower, with a gaudy crown of Gold
But Friendship is the breathing Rose with sweets in every fold.

 

TO ALL MY FRIENDS EVERYWHERE THANK YOU

Norm

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