Friendship, Quote of the Day

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.–Robert Frost

Our lives are punctuated, sometimes sweetly, all too often rudely or cruelly, with reminders of how precious others are to us.

Let us cherish our friends, tell those we love of our affection, be there for those who need us, and depend on those we need ourselves.

Let us find time for each other.

Let us be friends.

2 thoughts on “A Time To Talk”

  1. ishkamama – In my parallel life I edit the dictionary (preferably the OED) while getting paid to travel all over the world and eat fabulous food. In my real life I am delighted by words, my family, and the world as I meet it every day.
    Jenny says:

    Indeed, and to be among those who gets to count you as a friend is a cherished gift.

  2. Thanks, and right back at’cha! I read a comment–somewhere–recently from a person who said, “I’m not alone, I just spend a lot of time by myself,” and I think that’s rather profound. I don’t mind being by myself. I don’t really like being alone. One of the reasons I don’t feel ‘alone’ is because of friends like you.

    Excelsior!

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