Thursday, August 30, 2018

On Las Olas....

There they sat......
in the lovely restaurant....
the woman and her good friend.... for hours.....
celebrating her month-long birthday.....as all good "Leos" did....
It came naturally....expecting them to fuss over her....
She deserved it.... She pre-scheduled it.... She demanded it...
All that adulation...
All that cake....
They laughed ....
They negotiated in only that way that strong, smart women do....
Intellectual jousting.... with a slightly ironic spar & DEEP conjecture...
It was fun....
And then.....just like that......she broke down....sobbing....
And her friend listened and watched and looked her dead in the eye....
And she realized, with more than a modicum of incredulity,
that she was seeing the face of compassion....
perhaps for the first time in her life....
The eyes of her friend were SO INCREDIBLY CARING.....that it actually threw her....
WHY was a caring friend such a shock to her system ???
She would need to ponder....
Let's face it....She would need to PAINT....

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