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.

friendtimequatrain

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