In this Chamomile episode, Bradley will take us back in the past and on to the future with our memories of Friendship in Time...  Hope you enjoy this poem! 

Friends In Time; by Bradley Sim Whye Kit

Oh friends,

When I think on the fact

That we can spend Time together

My heart is sent leaping in joy.

It is some stabled stallion

Let loose in a prairie,

A blooming dawn

To a night once dreary.

What a gift

And a blessing itself.

When we banter and play,

Talk and parley

Gather where we might gather

To keep the many storms at bay.

I always used to find myself,

Stepping back,

Holding my breath,

Wishing for time to stop

So I could capture all these golden moments
And store them in my memory bank.

I’ve long since left that delusion behind

Instead intently focusing,

No halfheartedness here,

On the joys of our present living.

For,

Time spent together is no Time wasted at all,

For what is life but a shadow
Gone-by

By the passing whim of the sun’s movement
Overhead.
Overjoyed --

Though our emotions are not always on display --

We are the flames to each other’s wick,

And though we speak in passing tongues

Our unsung song is a choir of good times past,

Good times present,
And good times still yet to come.

So where should we be

But in this passing gift of togetherness?

Let us,

Hold fast through the bitterness

Of life and struggles

Through ash and rubble
While we build and rebuild,

When our worlds come crashing down,

Remember,

You are here,

And we are all here.

Together in Time,

As we pick each other up

from the ditches where we’ve fallen,

Brushing off the dirt

we remember what’s important,

Though our rhythms are not always in line,

We still march to the same beat of life.

And oh friends,

what a melody we’ll make of it.