If you put flowers in front of a mirror, it makes them seem more full. It bouquets them well beyond two single tulips.
When I look at the painting of you and I, my friend, I can see it so clearly. We are that mirror for each other. This friendship that reflects between us, gives us strength. It more than doubles our gait as we walk through this world, beach or storm. Together.
And what a thing, to not bloom alone. I give thanks for it daily, for you, dear tulip, dear friend.
The sun comes up. We stem toward. And bouquet.
