FRIENDS

Tuesday November 17, 2015 8.10 A.M.

 

The wind called time

Dispersing friends across distant climes

Bringing close those far

And pushing very far those who once were near.

*

We are now in different places

Living our lives in progressive phases

Time eroded memories of long gone days a-glowing

Fueling the embers of youthful grace in mortal atrophy.

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The wind called time is blowing

Calling all friends to gather at the crow’s cawing

To look into each other’s faces dimmed and etched with life’s worries

Together, holding hands and sharing all our life’s dirty stories.

 

Merci

December 2, 2015.

9.13 a.m.

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