Friendship is Golden

A golden dawn smiled at a moon ready for sleep, they always met in passing, but never stayed too long to ask how the night went, or how the day would pan out. Yet they were old friends, and it didn’t matter how long they spent in each other’s company, those minutes were the most precious in their lives.

”Good night,” the sun said, and the sky lit up with its greeting.

”Good morning,” the moon replied. ”Have a great day.”

Waves washed against the shingle, and with a final yawn, the moon was ready for another shift down under. He watched over those, who only hours ago, were sunbathing, and basked under its friend’s last shift.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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