TOTO by Susan Mehr
I scratch a flea, ready to follow,
A yellow brick road, not so hollow.
When one becomes two, becomes three, becomes four.
The need is greater than ever before.
Regardless of the journey, the quest, the happiness they seek.
Affecting only the appearance, the package, the dream they keep.
They overlook the essential part which is unique,
The substance of friendship, they elevate to its peak.
How important to greet with a smile, a hug and a kiss.
An act of the heart, a true bliss.
When true friendship gains, inner happiness postpones,
They are laying down others needs before their own.