– Miscellany –
You can choose your friends
but not your family, so they say.
This thought comforts those who have shallow roots
or roots that are tortuous, jagged and sharp.
But sometimes, you don’t get to choose the friend –
he or she selects you in a way that surprises,
and sometimes hurts.
You don’t have a choice, it’s not always warm and cosy,
not always ideal.
But life isn’t like that – tidily arranged
with signs that point you in the direction best-suited.
So grab hold of your friend, the one who has elbowed
his or her way into your life.
And never let go.
This week, we write about friendship, in honour of a poet who left us too soon, Dave King.
I didn’t have the joy of ‘meeting’ him unfortunately, but his poems and blog are there for us to visit, which I certainly will. You can read and discover many more thoughts on friendship right here.