"Bonds Waiting to Happen"
I sit around the fire.
I roast a great marshmallow.
I look right nex to me...
A person!
Should I say he-llo?
Racing my mind like horses,
Come in a million thoughts.
I can't believe I'm right here!
This place actually rocks!
Now back to the cool ol' person,
Sitting beside me, by the fire.
I think I should introduce myself,
Should I be thruthful?
Am I a liar?
Crazy how one overthinks,
A simple hello, a way to begin...
A warm, soft smile is all it takes
For a bond to form from within.
Because when one thing is common,
A frienship is easy to form.
Faith in yourself is all that's required
For a stranger to friend to transform.
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