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Gone With the Wind

during our yesteryears
we made no appointment 
to catch up our close friends
their doors were always open
friendly warm smiles greeted us
whenever we walked into their home

not quite so today
when plans are made
mostly at outside locales
the conversations guarded
idle banter, wit but less warmth 
leaving heart feeling hollow inside

now there’s no such thing
as a 3am trusty friend
life as we knew it
has collapsed

16-January-2023

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Elizabeth Mccann Date: 1/17/2023 12:35:00 AM Ah, yes, Unseeking! When I moved to the city, I didn't even know I was supposed to invite people over; we had always just dropped in! And I still love it when they do! Elizabeth Login to Reply Unseeking Seeker Date: 1/17/2023 5:02:00 AM Not anymore ~ without fixing an appointment, no 9ne calls on anyone

Andrea Dietrich Date: 1/16/2023 2:34:00 PM this one is so down to earth and I really relate to it. A FAVE Login to Reply Unseeking Seeker Date: 1/16/2023 4:17:00 PM Thank you, Andrea

Peter Rees Date: 1/16/2023 7:29:00 AM Life as we know it - is collapsing into chaos ! No avoiding it. The evidence is all around. Your words are well chosen, but they offer no way forward. Login to Reply Unseeking Seeker Date: 1/16/2023 4:16:00 PM The way forward is the way inward, Peter, left to the reader to recognise and so connect with his divinity within

Valsa George Date: 1/16/2023 2:00:00 AM Quite true. The warmth has cooled down in our relationships ! Then doors lay open and we walked in . Now the doors remain closed. Even if they lie open, no body goes in. Beautifully written Seeker friend. Login to Reply Unseeking Seeker Date: 1/16/2023 3:29:00 AM Sad but true. Lucky are those who still have true friends