Make the Friends

“The Rose”A splendid rose stood all alone,Surrounded by a wall of stone.Around the wall were roses, too,Still neither knew the other grew.•So often we, like flowers, dwellToo deep within our human shellAnd pass through life–“not understood”–Nor making all the friends we should. –Tony Pettito_______________________ These past few years, friendships have helped me grow as a Read More