Oh my June

         Oh interesting is not the word I'd use to describe my best friends. They're unique, they come from a tissue, a special tissue made especially for them which can't be torn or warn down from distance of true friendship. Everyone has a string allowing us all to weave our way through life to fine answers and bringing answers together to a tight end with peace. Curiosity is their string, it is woven around them holding us together. Their sting allows our friendship to grow through the strangest, saddest happiest and most memorable moments.
        They explore this world with open minds and leave traces of love and dust trails of hope for anyone else to find. They search for new meanings and understandings with every religion they come across. They love the world and all the things and places in it more than they love themselves. They dance with a glow, prancing around me like a dear bring a sad face into a happy bright smile. They know how to make my day, I cant go a day without hearing that they're alright.They are like a bottle, full of genuine goodness and they bring buckets of truth of the world from our well in our backyard full of wisdom.They are exquisite and they are my delight.