Absence from whom we प्यार is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
A goodbye isn't painful unless you're never going to say hello again.
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
I know that miles and distance don’t matter in friendship. But who’s going to explain that to my heart? I miss you.
Friendship is life’s biggest addiction. Unfortunately, आप don’t realize this until आप start missing your old friends.
© Jill Wolf
Whenever we gather together,
The words are not easy to find,
But प्यार speaks a common language
When people have ties that bind.
We don't always say what we're feeling
As often as families should;
We don't count our blessings out loud,
But somehow they're understood.
We know that we're thankful for living
With the comfort of each other's care;
We're grateful for memories and stories,
And the jokes that our family shares.
We might leave a promise unspoken,
But we know that we're loyal and true;
We can count on companions through life,
In the sunshine and shadows, too.
We might दिखाना some special attention
To a stranger, acquaintance, या guest,
But we never forget in our hearts
About those that we really प्यार best.
These blessings can never be counted
Like money या सोना dividends;
They can only be shared as the love
That exists when families are friends.
