Lunch With An Old Friend

It’s really hard to stay in touch With those you rarely see And though you like them very much, There is no guarantee Connections won’t be severed; Often life gets in the way. The efforts you’ve endeavored Sometimes don’t hold any sway. For distance adds a wrinkle When it’s multiplied by time And add to that a sprinkle Of the mountains you must climb. When you calculate the factors It’s a miracle, for sure, When the Book of Life’s redactors Somehow manage to secure Just a quick and breezy meeting With a friendship from the past And, although it may be fleeting, Happy thoughts will likely last. When you start with a foundation, Even one from long ago, It makes sense that its duration Will survive the ebb and flow.