The Arrow and the Song


Best Buds

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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  1. I love this poem; it has a feeling of saying hello again to an old friend each time I read it. And lovely photos 🙂 Thanks for posting ❤

    • Hi Angela,

      It makes so happy that you picked out the very theme I was holding in my heart. If only I could write these and not just find them in my reading!

      These two boys have been best friends since kindergarten and their friendship is a daily blessing and message to me (the kiddo in sunglasses is mine). So many of our children’s pure relationships are a great reminder of what ours should be as adults. My arrow was going out to many an old friend this morning.

      Thanks for stopping and commenting. Michelle

      Date: Fri, 14 Feb 2014 18:23:21 +0000 To:

  2. I love this – gives me the warm fuzzies, thinking about my boys and their friends, and how they are going to develop their own kinship with new buddies. I love the pics… 🙂


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