Familiar faces etched with time
Familiar voices retelling stories
from years gone by
Familiar eyes that see beyond
the facade, seeing what’s stored
inside; knowing who i am
Accepting. Forgiving. Loving.
Outstretched arms with warm
embraces. It is friendship tested,
and primed since early youth.
Of mirth and merriment; trials
and travail. Life and death.
Shared experiences. One with
the other; and all together
Once we were young. Now we’re
old. Bodies age and memories
fade, but the bond of deep
rooted friendship carries on.
A beginning without end
(written in Lake Chelan on my
74th birthday October 25, 2024
* inspired by my dear Bell Gal pals)
