Moving Away
Change is not within my range
Of comfort zones and so,
When someone moves away, it’s hard
For me to let her go.
My dear dear friend is getting set
To move some hours away
And though the time is right for her,
I wish that she could stay.
Before the virus, we would meet
Once monthly, give or take,
With phone calls keeping up with
Every joy and every ache.
We talk more now and that won’t change
When she has made her move
So she will still be in my life,
Which distance won’t disprove.
We’ll visit, too; the drive’s not bad
But still, it will seem strange.
That’s how things go, but what I know is
I’m no fan of change.
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