For if there be silver, and not gold, who shall bear my pall... when I am done growing old?
Friends come and go, but blood, not water, is what we have to show;
Some family be not blood, But cut from the same mold, Veterans of war, Who have shared the same mud;
And the same Vale of Laughter and Tears That binds them together Beyond scope of years.
Friends come and go, but blood, not water, is what we have to show; Some family be not blood, But by the end of the out They share the same faith And they share the same doubt.
If you meet 10 new people every day that 70 people a week. Or 280 people a month or 3360 people a year. How many are those people are people you "just happen to meet" by chance...how many become a friend and not an aquaintance?
Medsummer09: If you meet 10 new people every day that 70 people a week. Or 280 people a month or 3360 people a year. How many are those people are people you "just happen to meet" by chance...how many become a friend and not an aquaintance?
Silver. to. Gold.
Alchemy of the spirit is so hard. What chains we hold we hold them loosely, If at all, Yet fool ourselves That Time changes Anything about Nature, that is Not dictated by Nature herself.
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For if there be silver,
and not gold,
who shall bear my pall...
when I am done growing old?
Friends come and go,
but blood, not water,
is what we have to show;
Some family be not blood,
But cut from the same mold,
Veterans of war,
Who have shared the same mud;
And the same
Vale of Laughter and Tears
That binds them together
Beyond scope of years.
Friends come and go,
but blood, not water,
is what we have to show;
Some family be not blood,
But by the end of the out
They share the same faith
And they share the same doubt.