kissed a friend a fond farewell,
consoled another housebound through injury,
and wished yet another the returns of the day.
i worked through the cold this morning,
soaked in unexpected sunshine at lunchtime,
and drove home using headlights in the dark.
i arrived home to a house smelling sweetly.
pulled on a favourite jumper to keep warm.
and poured over pictures of last week.
i always think every picture tells a story,
somehow this is the one that sticks.
so as we get on with dinner and our evening,
remember my friends,
you are loved.
Emma
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