I send two Sunsets--Day and I in competition ran,
I finished two, and several stars,
While He was making one.
His own is ampler--
But, as I was saying to a friend,
Mine is the more convenient
To carry in the hand.
Looking, this evening, for a way to send all good thoughts to the dearest of friends. There is a white pitcher painted with butterflies that has been waiting to go to her house, for days...with sunflowers in it, a note on it, thoughts of thankfulness for her friendship surrounding it. Until the pitcher gets to it's appointed home, this little poem by Emily might suffice.
Winston Churchill understood, too:
"Friendship," he said, "is the only cement that will hold the world together."
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