Treasured Girlfriends

Klimt Girl friends

Painting by Klimt – Girlfriends

Is there nothing more precious in life

Than close friends, kindred souls

That no evil, no knife

Can separate shared goals.

My girlfriends and me.

Hours of talking

Of what was to be

and has been while walking.

Sometimes we fight yes it’s true.

All close souls do;

But finally at then end,

We know that this true friend

Will be there for us all.

When we rise or when we fall.

To catch us or to rejoice,

With each soul a shared voice.

Yes my women friends and me,

To be treasured

and all through life measured

with our most private thoughts

Lifes tumbles each bout

Until one day, one of us is no more

and we cannot be as before.

By Gale A. Molinari

Sharing my views on just about everything that enters my mind. Fasten your seatbelts it is going to be a bumpy ride. I am just a lady of a certain age somewhere between the dinosaurs and stalactites. Musing over lessons learned and sharing those with others. I really am interested in your views on what I write so fire away and thank you for taking the time to check out my blog. https://wordpress.com/stats/galemolinari.wordpress.com this is my poetry blog perhaps you would enjoy that too!!

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