Sometimes I Want To Shout
To The World
"How Lucky I m To Have You As My Friend"
But
Sometimes I Want To Hush ...
Afraid That
"Somebody Might Take You Away From Me"
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.