SHE MISTRUSTED ME

in my intentions. So I crept quietly on my knees, did not say a word, I knew she would not understand me.
Then I left her.....
One of hundreds in the meadow.
A hot summer day. Our walk started at 4 pm. and along the Weser we hoped for a cooler place.

My haiku:

There are of course
Certain situations where
We could fraternize

And the proverb:

A friend is another self.

Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics.