Friendships and Holidays

I texted her Thanksgiving. 
Asked what she’s doing for a living. 
I texted her on Christmas Day. 
If she was doing ok. 
I sometimes admit.
That I almost quit. 
Trying to reach out to old friends. 
But the holidays are when hope upends. 

I texted her New Year’s Eve. 
It feels like I was just raking the leaves. 
But the cold has settled. 
I almost want to backpedal. 
I text her each holiday. 
With not much to say. 
Using exclamation points!
Hurts my finger joints. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Easter is all I can say!
Even the Fourth of July. 
I want to talk, but simply say “hi.”

I texted her Thanksgiving, once more. 
She sends a smiley face I adore. 
I sent her a turkey back. 
Old texts start to stack. 
I decided to delete them right then. 
If not now, then when?

I texted her Thanksgiving Day. 
There’s not much more to say.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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