Big Sky Blues

It was a cold cold morning, I was out at silly o'clock as I could not sleep, restless, very blue my mood not positive at all. I hate feeling this way, a mood where nothing gives me pleasure. I am not a person that needs "stuff" to be content I am happiest walking by our river regardless of the weather watching and recording her changing faces.

I was thinking about my friend as I walked, so near yet so far away... As I walk here I often find myself drifting off and can hear lyrics coming to me, not somebody else's but something to be scribbled in my lyric book and and so it was. I was thinking about friendship and the line that ran through my mind was how a friend hears "the echo of your soul" it sticks that it's true, how a true friend can see beyond the words and feel our mood either positive or otherwise and how they know when to step up and be there for them or indeed step back but be there more so...

I am always there for my friend come whatever may unerring, when they need me day or night...