I heard you today.
I almost said I heard your voice today
and for all intents and purposes
it had been so long
but they felt like years
I was just starting to choke
on the hours.
it was like old times,
I peeled back the homesickness,
guess what I found?
my best friend..
Years, mean nothing to best friends, no such thing as neglect, Just happiness to connect.Excellent bettween the lines write, Shannon
Its always wonderful for me to read a friends poems...just that I only thought to much of my best friend...great work...
Enchanting and beautifully structured. 'Best friend' begs the question, 'who or what is meant? ' since there are so many possibilities. I think the poem is richer for the ambiguity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
a great and loving write to a best friend.. I love reading this, Shannon. Love, meggie