Deep Rooted

 

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)