Days apart, worlds apart,
two friends were born.
Much before they met,
prior to the day after the years of unknowing,
two lucky stars crossed their path
across the dawn leaving behind them
memories yet unborn.
Of course, it was God’s finger
tracing their path.
A gift made in heaven.
Perhaps, God skipped a heartbeat
and let it run down to them
on a cold December night.
A gift from his bosom, God’s bosom!
Something he delights in giving his children,
bright as the sun and sparkling like a star.
Lasting like both.
A friendship has blossomed.
