Friends...Friends...Friends

 

photo courtesy from Insights Unspoken / flik

I don’t know the origin of friends. But the word must go way back. In old English friend was derived from the word, freond which meant to love or favor.

I have been overwhelmed by all the birthday greetings I got last week. My, my as I read those names I remembered back when…My memories went in all directions and leave me almost speechless—if a preacher can say this.

So I thank you for remembering once upon a time. I don’t know how to put what I want to say to you in words. So I lean on that song from Neil Young.

One of These Days

One of these days

I’m going to sit down and write a long letter

to all the good friends

I’ve known 

And I’m going try

To thank them for all the good times together

Though so apart

We’ve grown.

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One of these days 

I’m going to sit down and write a long letter

To all the good friends I’ve known

One of these days

One of these days

One of these days

And it won’t be long

It won’t be long

One of these days

One of these days

One of these days

And it won’t be long

It won’t be long.

Thanks for all the memories.

photo by Jeremy Seagrott / flikr

—Roger Lovette/ rogerlovette.blogspot.com