Because in Friendship,
all thoughts,
all wishes,
all expectations,
They are born without words,
and they are shared with quiet joy.
let that in Friendship
there is no other purpose
that of deepening the spirit.
Because the love that seeks something else,
that is not the revelation of its own mystery,
it is not love, but a network stretched,
and only the useless is sin.
And try that the best of you,
be for your friend.
If you must know your low tide,
let him know also your high tide.
Because what friend is that one
what should you look for to kill the hours?
Find it with hours to live.
Because it is his mission
fill your needs,
but not your emptiness.
And, that in the sweetness of friendship
there is room for laughter, and,
for shared pleasures.
Because in the dew of the little things,
the heart finds its tomorrow,
and, it takes its freshness.
the friends are unique, thank you for viewing and reading the mini poem, these photos were taken yesterday, in a small town called cantaura that is in the state of anzuatequi of venezuela
