My Friend
We were never a couple,
though some may say
or think we were,
but we were the best of friends.
Growing up together
we shared both mischief and challenges
that married couples and lovers
could never understand.
Children’s secrets and adventures
shaped us to who we were
and life began to change us,
hand in hand.
There were those times
when we went our separate ways
and on occasion touched
by letter or by phone.
Somehow we found our way back
to those shared dreams and hopes of home
in what seemed
a lifetime of long ago.
It seems the years
have not managed to change
or keep us apart
despite our different paths and views.
Friendships both waxes and wanes through time
but no truer friend than you
can ever again
be found.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2015
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