[Vision2020] Friendship

[Tom Hansen]

Friendship
by William Frances Barnard

We cannot rise too high for this; 
We cannot fall too low. 
Or praised as gods, or in the dust, 
It follows where we go. 

It is not gained through noble deeds; 
It shrinks not from life's hurts. 
Too humble 'tis for pride to taint, 
Too great to seek deserts. 

Its sacred solace all accept 
Nor ponder on the cause; 
It is of things that ask no rule, 
That stand above the laws. 

Of things upon no judgment built; 
No weighing of the mind— 
The hunger of the human heart 
To treasure still its kind. 

Amidst the loathing and the scorn 
Some hands will faithful be; 
If honors thicken such will yet 
Give love's simplicity. 

Our morning sun, it shines when strength 
Keeps failure from us far; 
And when we sink, and strive no more, 
It glows, our evening star.

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Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .

"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)
http://www.MoscowCares.net

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho

“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”
- Roy E. Stolworthy
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