that is a good friend.
You can be serious with her and say hard things.
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You can laugh loud and deep.
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You can be pensive and ponder big questions.
.
And then laugh like loons again.
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For each of my children, I pray this —-
that you make a good friend,
a friend who reflects your soul,
who gets your whole story with a few words,
who loves your heart even when it is broken and crooked,
who turns your eyes to your own worth.
I pray you can also be that kind of friend.
For my friends, I pray that another 26 years does not pass before we meet again, but if it does . . . well, we had our moments together.
They were beautiful moments, and I feel heard and understood, my heart is less crooked, and my eyes can see.
I have been blessed and the memories continue to bless.
Prairie Sings 