Here we are
down a very long road
trying to connect
thru old memories and photographs;
mere fragments of each other’s lives.
Lives each of us has lived
with much different ideas, teachings;
choices made along the way.
My path has led to green grasses
where I sip from the cup of goodness;
labored and sacrificed for,
the one I chose from the beginning.
Your bitter cup, the only reward
for a trail of sad ignorant choices.
We can’t change,
re-order the steps that brought us here
from a long ago youth.
We are two different people
on separate journeys
living in two different worlds.
But,
my long ago friend,
I wish you well..... and God speed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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