I remember growing up –
My best friend and I would get together;
One of us would have some candy
And say to the other: “Here, have half.”
It was two-for-a-penny candy
And it went pretty quick,
But it tasted good and sharing made it better.

Now, when a friend and I get together,
If one of us has a hurting heart
Because Life flew overhead
And pooped on either of our heads;
Or if a person’s soul is singing a song
About a bouquet of blessings received,
One of us will say to the other “Here, have half.”
It tastes good, and sharing makes everything better.

© 2004 by Robert E. Blackwell