Old Friends

Return those old friends to me
The ones I went to school with
The ones I played the fool with
The ones I turned cartwheels with
The ones I shrieked and squealed with

Return those old friends to me
The ones I hid in small spaces with
The ones I traveled new places with
The ones I constantly jibed with
The ones I occasionally imbibed with

Return those old friends to me
The ones I was joined to the hip with
The ones I shared details of my courtship with
The ones I dreamed colorful dreams with
The ones I hatched a thousand schemes with

Return those old friends to me
The ones I shaped my identity with
The ones I revealed myself to me with
The ones I didn’t always agree with
The ones I longed always to be with

Return those old friends to me
The ones I can turn a new page with
The ones I can fear my old age with
The ones I can live and die with
The ones to heaven I can fly with

2 thoughts on “Old Friends

  1. Wonderful! Isn’t it funny how as adults we forget the ease of giving that comes so naturally when we are young? The most important ingredients for any relationship – mutual respect, friendship, willingness to give as much as willingness to receive. Growing up we are sponges and want to soak in everything to feel more, learn more experience more. As adults I think we make the mistake of thinking we have arrived and therefore there is no need to be so open and inviting.

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