Tears or laughter over a coffee
Simply sharing with a friend that cares
No judgements nor pretences
Laughter or tears over a coffee we share
You know who I am and you accept me so, as I do you.
Grandeurs do not exist, and compare we don’t
The exchanges of what is in our hearts is genuine.
A lot of teachings, learnings, counsel is out there to enrich our lives with better understanding, personal growth and perpetually so.
The sharing from the heart with a friend that at times may hold the mirror, or simply supports with the listening and understanding, flowing in pure exchange, is priceless.
Laughter or tears over a coffee
Alone we are not
Burdens are lightened
Laughter or tears we journey together
Friends at heart, friends for life, we are.