She hath wings

Isn’t it joy beyond words,

When the guard is let down,

And smiles brim with love?

True friendship of the lasting kind;

Time never enough.

Muscles relax as words fall like snowflakes-

Gentle and inviting,

Lighthearted and fun;

Silence no longer the undesirable-

Comfy enough.

A longing to be known more deeply than before-

Stories untold,

Layers peeled back,

Comfortable, vulnerable, open hearts

Diamonds cut.

© M. Patterson 2.6.2025

The last line of this poem refers to the old saying “True friends are like diamonds, precious and rare…”