Friends
in school we're one sweet bunch
we were soon, by time's demands,
splintered
like flying seeds from
a dead tree
we've lost each hold upon
each other
but soon we converge
upon a
reunion
time changes everyone
when we meet we noticed some strangers
among us
on same names but different visions
let's us partake this food and perhaps
quickly
and then we part
and go our own ways
as i tell myself
there will be no other
time
did not Merly tell you that you have changed a lot
that she was afraid to check if it was really you?
Me too. Thanks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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