as the natural tragedies
inflicted by life’s detached unpredictability
cuts deeply into our being
when the bruises appear
and the tears fall silently
achingly or in a torrent
the needed respite appears
temporarily, an easement manifests
in the arms of a friend
I Write Her 
Today I went through some of your Posts they are really very nice specially the presentation keep posting this type of fabulous posts 😊👍
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Thanks for the follow, Sudarshan. I’m glad you are enjoying my thoughts. 😊😊
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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That is exactly what being a friend is all about!
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Yup! :)
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allied
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Indeed!
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This has happened so many times. So beautifully said Susi. Friends are a big blessing
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Thank you, Sadje! Yes, they are.
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You’re most welcome my dear
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Oh YES. This is lovely Susi. I have a friend like that. We all need them. ❤️
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Thank you, Lorraine! <3
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