What started
as friends
has remained
as friends
though time
and distance
has taken
its toll
I know
how geese
do migrate
following honks
much like
laughter shared
with my
older now
old friends
Category: Friendship
Age
Life is
a series
of dreams
come true
and then
they turn
like leaves
into colors
facing wind
hoping that
whatever else
to do
is easier
than this
WeMiHi’76
I remember
all of
you just
as I
do me
a bunch
of kids
and goofballs
the difference
now though
isn’t that
we aren’t
yet still
but many
of you
have those
now of
your own
except me
instead I
get to
remember you
Simpleland
Having lost
so often
having rebuilt
as many
I’ve learned
to live
down here
in Simpleland
up there
belongs only
to clouds
and those
foolish enough
to believe
that bigger
and more
is better
TicksClicks&Such
Ticks clicks
and such
these moments
these seconds
often missed
and mistakened
mean more
to me
than any
grand gesture
for they
not those
are my
twinkles seen
notes heard
sighs felt
loves kept
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 