The saying goes:
Birds of a feather flock together
Until the cat comes
I do not have the patience
For fair-weather friends
Similar interests be damned
I want the friend
Who can face the thunderstorm
In my heart and stay with me
I want to be the friend
Who looks at the hurricane in your soul
And steps into the wind with you
Who cares about feathers
When the teeth sink in
With Love,
Natalie