Mary Annie A. V. writes

Friendships:) 

Across the distances 

we are the different

needles knitting us 

to perfection.

In our writes we find 

patterns that are woven 

to be laid aside 

for  solace,

now and then.

Our  differences 

do not separate.  

Across  the distances 

we write symphonies 

that,  played 

over black and white ,

will lead  us 

to restful slumber.  

For all  friendships are eternal

though 

not always  spelt out  when living.

 

 Knitty -- Melissa Fannin