Anxiously waiting, watching, wondering who’ll move first,
From our very long overdue spoken greeting,
To an awkward, silent embrace of long-lost friends.
With an embrace imminent, I opened my arms,
As our aging bodies approached each other,
Like after a season’s lengthy hibernation.
After years without speaking or seeing each other,
First words, carefully crafted, avoiding some tears,
Though some streamed down our unshaven faces,
It felt like only yesterday since we last spoke,
Yet, a simple, “Hello” broke the long silent void,
A single voice dissolved time we thought were long lost.
Then slowly, all our words began to flow freely,
Like an artist’s brush dancing on a fresh canvas,
Painting warm hues into a rising day’s landscape.
In that brief moment, nothing was lost between us,
Just old memories reclaimed and new stories shared,
Opening new pathways to tomorrow’s friendship.
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