A Circle Of Friends

When we miss someone, may be the parents, brothers and sisters, children or grandchildren, or anyone else, a vacuum is created within us, On special occasions, may be a happy one, or sad one, this vacuum becomes a source of suffocation, this vacuum is turned in darkness of eclipse, and the tears when come down on the cheeks like frightened birds who come down on the trees. Trees with flowers and fruits and green leaves, and the birds feel secured on a tree, what of earth, the moon and the sun are moved, the eclipse is forced to surrender, darkness ends, birds restart their flights. And so is a circle of lovely friends. They come to our rescue, someone comes as fresh air, tears stop and smiles come back, the lonely one pays thanks to God, who gave friends that can fill any vacuum, whatever it may be.