did you choose me
did i choose you
within the chosen few
the circle of friends
the blend………ing
of
our
past
the
sharing of present
future unknown to all

delighted
finding days
thought were lost
enchanted
in those
without cost

no accusations
jealousies
within this web

friendship
always succeeds
time
is taken…………..given
need forgotten
for each matters most
this covey has no rules
regulations

principles prevail
no boundaries set
and threats
of
perimeter piercing
deflected ………….when met

our circle
no birth right to it’s name
our circle
remains
the chosen few