My own private collection

Friends
I collect them
Each one unique
Amazing miniatures of perfectly combined qualities
Like tiny bottles containing a scent
Sweet and bitter at times
So full of memories
Like millions of raindrops all gathered together
Each one alone holding a different world
Some I will carry with me in my pocket
Some I will keep on my shelf
Others apparently lost in a drawer
But none I will ever forget
And always there's room for another
The new ones I'll gladly collect
They give without taking
They receive with a smile
Through good times and hard times
They're always the whisper, the tear and the laughter
They make me, complete me and change me
In ways I could not even tell
Virtues and flaws sincerely presented
I take them
I keep them
And dearly I hold them
They know the secrets, the fears, the dark parts and lies
And keep them away so that they can't harm
Unconditional, loving and caring
Protective and beautiful
They're all photographs in this book I call life
So if you happen to read this
Know that I love you
And believe when I write that you make me better