Friends are made at once, not later
Wide green eyes that seem to be
Open to the world and all the living
Living just as sure as she
Eyes alight with inner sparkle
Spirit that is not repressed
Calling over her shoulder
Holly
Asking the world to come along
Moving to her inner gladness
Singing with her joyful song
Say hello to her for me.
blessin's, nice to read you Sis Martha,
cynth'ya lewis reed
Birgit and Roger