FRIENDS

Friends –

Friends are like Treasures some you bury, some you cherish , some you wash, some you give away , some will pay , some will loose , some are good ,some are bad , some will lie , some will be true, some love, some hate , some shine , some dull , some rare, some common, some live , some perish .
Friends are like Clothes , some you destroy , some you wear , some you give away, some you keep , some you stitch, some you rip, some you alter, some you retro ,some you tailor, some you make , some you button, some you zip,some,some you fly, some you wrap .

Friends are like Shoes some you throw away , some you keep new , some you wear , some you polish ,some you wet, some you steam, some you dust , some you zip, some you lace, some you buckle , some you plaster, some you walk in ,some you run in ,some you kick stones with .

Friends are like Hats some you wear backwards, some you tilt, some you wear upright, some you were forward, some you pull , some you roll, some you rip ,some you pin, some you buckle, some you zip ,some you tie ,some you mould, some you bend .

What kind of friend are You? One you......................................

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- Urbanstreet

STREETLIFE ( The beginning...............)

To many this is just *street life*, to others it the way we live, eat, think & breathe.

A new day , the noise of buses, then few cars , bikes , footsteps then the intermittent sound tickets from cars blaring various AM echoes ......from that point you know it's *ON*! The dawn of a new grind . As the noise gets louder and more frequent you see the day brighthen in your gaze , Suddenly the kettle clicks off...... as you do every other morning you ignore the call for the morning *CUP*.

(Boom) i hit the deck supporting my fall with my palm , only to push up again ........as i start my morning excercise 47, 48, 49, 50 holding the weight of my body in a still stance , i pushed myself to my feet as i released a heavy sigh, Simultaneously releasing the pause button on my mixing desk introducing last nights session..........welcome to my world on urbanstreet.