Flowery Friendship

When I scroll through your texts from the past three years or so. Pictures of flowers color my screen. Almost daily you have sent me a virtual flower. Wild ones from your walks, gardened ones from your mom’s yard, random ones you like. You are a dear friend and I can no longer see a flower of any kind without thinking of you. I’m not sure what makes a person as consistent as you are but I am thankful to be on the receiving end of your consistency.

E.A. Fussell


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