Six Faces On a Screen

We’ve known each other forty years, Or close, to be exact And somehow, our core group of six Has mostly stayed intact. Since the start, our monthly dinners Kept us in each other’s loops And then we switched to daytimes For the rallying of troops. We talked of kids and grandkids, Trip and politics and books, But lately, we’ve had no idea How everybody looks. For it’s been many moons since we’ve Been able to connect, As Covid’s kept us far apart, Just like you would expect. A few of us have spoken but We finally agreed To FaceTime so we could catch up To see where it would lead. Despite some glitches, there we were, Six faces on a screen, The only way, pandemic-wise, That we could all convene. Though far from perfect, it’s a way To virtually feel That forty-year connection, Both remote and very real.