Seeking Old Friends

Headless now
The friends of my youth
Remain hidden, almost shadowlike
As needs take over and requests arise
They seem to wander a road I know not
Time seems to have distanced them
As they wander either together or alone
But, either way, they are not near me
Headless now
I seek them, but never see them
Standing in the shadows of patience
Just waiting my voice to call out to them
Bringing them back into the light of my life
Where contact brings forth the power
Of what we call friendship
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Reynolds Avatar
January 9, 2009 at 2:50 AM
I so know what you mean. my 3 best friends live back home in canada, and we never get to see eachother...:( it is really sad, but we talk all the time, nothing changes if you are true friends. :) Love, me
Torres Avatar
January 8, 2009 at 4:24 PM
Michael I love this write Im sorry I havent been commenting or writing being real busy. I picked this one out of the three you wrote to comment on. Friends aare dear I miss mine and wonder where some are. GBU Michael
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January 8, 2009 at 9:13 AM
I have a friend that I see maybe once a yr, it that. We don't miss a beat and start right where we left off. That is rare though I think. Hope you try to find and bring them back into your circle..its so worth doing, even if it doesnt work out. BG
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