Time has flown,
And with it
The nurture of the past,
And its necessity.
Pain ebbs and flows,
With pleasure, in equal measure,
When life serves up,
All that it has to offer.
Sorting these day cares
Often proves confusing,
As friendships take on
Unrecognizable form.
This much I know
As concerns the us,
We are as solid
As concrete long cast.
The past is a given
The present at hand,
The distant horizon
A warm, hazy outline…
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