Friendship - poem

A special gift for a friend.

Friendship

Whether by strange coincidence
or divine guidance,
in the course of our life
we cross paths with many people.
Some move towards us,
others move away.
Some we choose to remember,
others to forget.
But with a special few
we seem to have no choice,
for each has made an impact
on the other, and their
memory will live on forever.
These people we call friends—
you, to me, are such a one.

– Dick Innes

My Refection

I have been very busy with my work since last week and I really have no time to do any chatting with anyone at all. Now just stealing a little time to update this blog before I go to bed.

How are my friends? I wondered. Do I always have to be the one to initiate the contact, be it sms, email, or phone call? If I don't to it then I won't hear from them... are they my friends after all? Well time like this let me know who my 'special friends' are... I will always remember them wherever I am.