pearls

If strength and wisdom

come in

the warm pearls

of a friend

in morning coffee

with a loving embrace

for the tears on my cheek,

I have plenty

of strength in my weakness

to gather the pearls

you give to me

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  1. *smiles* The mark of a good friend sweet sister….

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