
We cannot choose our friends.
Friendship is a linking
between a heart
and a heart.
Not a liking because
but a liking despite.
A ready embrace regardless
of who, with whomever anywhere anytime.
A recognition and a response regardless
of whatever had
for whenever.
Because the link, if true, stays.
Forgotten for a while, maybe.
But stays.
Because, just because,
we dared to be honest
that a link is forging.
(23 September 1995, Bacolod City)