it curves to the arc of a rainbow bursting with bright colors
and fairy dust.
If it’s really friendship
it rhymes with nothing and goes with everything
and has the scent of first spring rain.
If it’s really friendship
it may only make sense in the heart
as a journey of faith with its own language, rhythm and rules.
If it’s really friendship
it climbs and champions, growing bigger when you walk away from it
almost begging you to stay.
If it’s really friendship,
it’s selectively honest, fully compassionate and most like home,
even when…
If it’s really friendship,
it grounds, lifts, redeems
and extends itself in a way that says “I will if I can and then some.”
If it’s really friendship,
it forgives, forgets and filters out the funk,
sways in strong wind without tiring or breaking,
exceeding expectations and saving us again and again.
Better For That 