That in the wonderful world of chickendom I would have to choose my friends carefully lest I befriend someone who was not in the click.
That I would risk the opportunity to be part of a group of the Elite because I stood up to defend someone who wasnt one of them
That the availability of who would sell me those special eggs would drop dramatically because I wouldnt play their game by their rules.
Who would have ever thunk that the ones I thought were true friends were just looking for information, opportunity and not someone they could laugh with and smile with and trust.
I wish I had known the rules of the game before I placed my man on start.
Might I have gotten the revered get out of jail free card a little more often?
Never the less, I will be grateful for the few good souls that I may share my heart, my dreams, my fears and not be ridiculed, shunned or set apart.
Those few good souls with whom friendship and integrity is more important than fame, more important than the almighty dollar.
A friend who will give me a step up when I need it and a pat on the back when I deserve it.
Someone with whom I can give and share ideas, laughter and stock and be happy for their achievements as they are with mine.
Someone who isnt threatened by anothers success but rather finds it a challenge to reach higher, dig deeper, work harder and be glad for the chance to earn it the right way.
Someone who will allow me to be who I am and still be my friend despite my many faults.
Someone who will point out kindly but point out nevertheless, that I am wrong and help me to grow and learn and be a better person for it.
I am grateful for friends who let me go months without speaking and yet I still know that real friendship is there just waiting to grow even deeper roots, to once again touch not only my heart but feed my soul with the wonderful gift of true friendship.
That I would risk the opportunity to be part of a group of the Elite because I stood up to defend someone who wasnt one of them
That the availability of who would sell me those special eggs would drop dramatically because I wouldnt play their game by their rules.
Who would have ever thunk that the ones I thought were true friends were just looking for information, opportunity and not someone they could laugh with and smile with and trust.
I wish I had known the rules of the game before I placed my man on start.
Might I have gotten the revered get out of jail free card a little more often?
Never the less, I will be grateful for the few good souls that I may share my heart, my dreams, my fears and not be ridiculed, shunned or set apart.
Those few good souls with whom friendship and integrity is more important than fame, more important than the almighty dollar.
A friend who will give me a step up when I need it and a pat on the back when I deserve it.
Someone with whom I can give and share ideas, laughter and stock and be happy for their achievements as they are with mine.
Someone who isnt threatened by anothers success but rather finds it a challenge to reach higher, dig deeper, work harder and be glad for the chance to earn it the right way.
Someone who will allow me to be who I am and still be my friend despite my many faults.
Someone who will point out kindly but point out nevertheless, that I am wrong and help me to grow and learn and be a better person for it.
I am grateful for friends who let me go months without speaking and yet I still know that real friendship is there just waiting to grow even deeper roots, to once again touch not only my heart but feed my soul with the wonderful gift of true friendship.
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