GM message on a Sunday

The butterfly flitters past the glitter of the first rays of the sun,
hoping to sit on the brightest sunflower today.
The brightest sunflower in turn hopes for the first ray of the sun to gleam past.
There were a lot of other mersmerizing sights in the early dawn;
I just woke up a few minutes past noon,
hence the above lines are a vivid desciption,
extracted from myu wild imagination.
What the hell, I thought of composing this sms,
so that I can wish you a good day, I will;
Wish you a good day, I will,
Be it a good morning, good noon or good night.
Have a great day, my friend, have a great Sunday!

The link

Every group of people: be it different category of friends(like school
friends, music buddies), relatives, siblings or work pals have this one thing in common:

There is this one person or max. two people whom I call the 'link'. They are the of the kind who make great things happen; be it an school buddies reunion, making birthday a very special moment or giving company when needed most.

The human instinct of emotional expression is suppressed by the superficial impression of putting up an image of behaving as per the age.
Humans will never age if they understand that such pretense of doing the
so called sensible thing of 'not expressing such views as you have done in
your mail' should be outgrown or better expressed, to be unlearned.