It’s an odd feeling making a new friend…

It’s an odd feeling making a new friend…
Bringing a kindred spirit into your world…
Beyond preset boundaries…
Like a ship about to gain sight of a new land.

It is a place of sharing rich and telling parts of yourself…
The purity of the words like a mountain stream ringing with sweetness…
Cutting through rock and stone…
Asking yourself, “Am I really doing this?”

It is like a new world just beginning…
Rising continents and newfound seas…
Words like butterflies floating through the air…
And then gently landing on another person’s heart.

There is the worry of trust and being hurt again…
Sharing feelings with a not so familiar face…
It’s okay, take that forward step…
And start looking at everyone from a different point of view.

Come on, let’s fill our tanks with high octane fuel and step on the gas!
Together, become bright eyed and boisterous…
Step into that world reached only by magic…
And make a new friend!

I love you,

Annie