FriendYou feel my painAs though it were your ownYou listenAnd your silence comforts meYour tolerance of my faultsGives me strength and room to growWith gentle questionsYou steer me to the truth I might not always seeNever do you expect more of meThan you would give yourselfThough times comeThat you do not understand the choices that I makeYou do not judge me harshlyNever do you say "I told you so"Or burden me with guilt more than I can bearInsteadYou help me up when I stumbleYou dry my tears patientlyHowever often they may fallAnd share my joys and triumphsWith an exuberance matching my ownYou see me for wh
I've SeenI've seen how often, Smiles and shared intimacies are forgotten.Minimized, By one act of human failing.I've seen how quickly, A thousand kindnesses are obliterated.Erased, By one perceived injusticeI've seen how many times, Choices are made of misinformationUnqualified opinions, Formed by whispered sleights and ignoranceRather than pursuit and possession of ALL the factsI've seen "friend" turn on "friend"How rational "reasoning" adults, Regain the cruelty of childhoodTransformed again, To bands of small mealy-mouthed childrenArmed with sticks and stonesI've seen words viciously slung, Sharp with malice
i'm wondering wether i could use this brushes for some flyers? i know the owner of a club in my city and he asked me for some new flyers.
tell me if its okay
Sarah
Thank you so much!