Of all the random forwarded emails I recieve,
these are my favorites on friends!
Love starts with a smile, grows with a
kiss, and ends with a tear.
Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.
If love isn't a game, why are there so many
players?
Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave,
and impossible to forget.
You can only go as far as you push.
Actions speak louder than words.
The hardest thing to do is watch the one you
love, love somebody else.
Don't let the past hold you back, you're
missing the good stuff.
Life's short. If you don't look around
once in a while you might miss it.
A best friend is like a four leaf clover,
hard to find and lucky to have.
Some people make the world special just by
being in it.
Best friends are the siblings God forgot
to give us.
When it hurts to look back, and you're scared
to look ahead,
you can look beside you and your best friend
will be there.
True friendship never ends.
Friends are forever.
Good friends are like stars....
You don't always see them, but you know they
are always there.
Don't frown.
You never know who is falling in love with
your smile.
What do you do when the only person who can
make you stop crying...
is the person who made you cry?
Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with
them.
Everything is okay in the end.
If it's not okay, then it's not the end.
Most people walk in and out of you life...
only friends leave footprints in your heart.
God Saw...
GOD saw you hungry & created McDonalds, Wendys, and Burger King.
He saw you thirsty & created Coke, Juice, and Water.
GOD saw you in the dark & created Light.
GOD saw you without a Good looking, adorable, FRIEND...
so He created ME!!!
Change
(I wrote this myself...hope you like it!)
Friends.
We started out as the best
unseparable.
Someone saw one, the others HAD to be near.
We started small.
Only three
but
we allowed ourselves to
grow
change
mature.
Then there were five
six, seven, more...
A new we.
We stayed close
We kept up with each joke,
punishment, boyfriend, best enemy.
But then
we grew up.
(academically that is)
Yeah.
Seniors.
The jobs came, the -itis came, the
little boys came, the
real men came.
To us, with us, inside us.
Some of us knew love, some just
lust
some both.
We knew sorrow.
But
somehow
it wasn't the same.
Didn't
feel
as if the others understood anymore.
Not everyone was there
the way they used to be
where we were.
Blame flew with time.
Graduates.
Shining stars, but dimmer
inside.
... I have to work... oh, by the way, we went there...
yesterday...
called but you weren't there...
Freshmen again
this time for real.
Faces all brand new, but still reminiscent
of old.
Wanting the old back
a pot of gold, Atlantis.
Can we grow again?
Will we show maturity
of youth?
Through God all things are possible
But we
us
have to make the first step
back towards the old
but not.
The new
improved
better
changed
stronger
brighter we.
11/16/99
Nzinga M. Adams (Jones)
