I look at my friends and see such diverse human beings
What is the recipe ,what makes us gel?
With some I share interests,with some it’s harder to tell
With some I would bare my soul, but with others I would share just parts
I suppose with all, they touch my heart
Shared memories,laughter and gossip sprinkled into the mix
Acceptance of my non perfect state, a non judgemental fix
Kind gestures, actions that inspire
Are the kindling of friendships fire.