Thursday, July 10, 2025

My First Friend

Has passed
into the clearing
at the end of the path
by his own hand

We grew apart
some years ago
not through contention
only time and distance

I'm not naive enough
to believe
I could have effected
the outcome

But I wish
I wish I could have told him
he will live forever
in my secret heart

Watching Pee-wee's Big Adventure 
eating Pop-Ice
riding bikes and playing soccer
the easy, unfraught days of youth

Eternal

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