Friendship.

black hellebore (Helleborus niger)

Friendship. Subtle as an early-spring-breeze.

A buoyant flower that does not make you sneeze.

Travelling through our hearts with light luggage.

Still it adds to banks of emotional knowledge.

Sometimes we do not see a friend for ten years.

We finally meet and we cannot believe our ears.

The ode of our bond still sings in the heart.

The flame in the chest knows time to outsmart.

Other times a friend forever disappears.

Moves to a distant land or the death nears.

Still the friend will visit us in dreams.

The sights will be more real than it seems.

Take care,

Helena Smole, author of:

– a fantasy novel with romance Vivvy and Izzy the Dwarf: A series about relationships

– Balancing the Beast, a book offering a bright view of schizoaffective disorder ˗ bipolar or manic-depressive type