When an old friend comes knocking
spring sun breaks through the thundering clouds
ambrosia for the dried parched soul
When an old friend embraces you
its a haunting lullaby that rocks you
its swathed in old quilt in front of blazing fire during cold winter
When an old friend converses with you
its soothing music to the battered soul
When an old friend comes visiting
its time to rejoice with you my mithr…….
Kavini