Pair of cardinals. (Birds of a feather flock together, two peas in a pod…together in all kinds of weather.)
Like family and friends–weathering the good, the bad, and the ugly together. You do what needs to be done–regardless. If one of us becomes sick, you go, take food, and sit in the waiting room at the hospital. If one of us needs to move, you go, help, sort and pack, lend a hand and a listening ear. What matters is the fact that we are there for each other.
No one should feel left out or alone.
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