Dear Friend
I see you
I feel your warmth
Our connection
Laughter
Early morning peace.
We walk.
We dissect.
We judge.
We cry.
We holler,
sometimes with laughter,
and sometimes
in pain.
Husbands, dogs, lovers,
work, kids, shoes,
food, family, what next…
And then we
emerge.
The same,
yet new again.
Bonded,
yet free.
And you turn and say to me:
“Next week, same place, same time.”
And I cannot
think
of another place
in the world
I’d rather be.
~Lu
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