kindling

how did it come to be?
just walking a day at a time
i wasn't looking, i didn't heed i didn't need, it wasn't mine nothing big, nor grand
some laughs we shared
and a sense of life
a humor we found
in life's gifts and tears
yet nothing profound
a daisy on a hillside
snatched my breath,
froze my tracks
precious in a mad rush life your heartfelt words
for my silly verse
your worry for my fears
your open heart
mostly it happened unbeknownst to me
yet now it's here - to stay
a friendship of rarity
just so it blossoms
succor for the daily trail
but tis' the little stuff they say is what comes to count... 

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reena
a forever ago...and now!