The second of three poems published by Verse-Virtual.
I see you so seldom now,
after the move, covid,
different mates and politics.
We’re like Frost’s two paths,
decided on luck, fate,
promises we kept.
How are you, my friend?
Do we know each other now,
or just times past, shared
when we were young?
Sit down. Have some tea
and the cookies you taught me
to make that afternoon in August.
Sarah Russell Poetry 
it has been hard for many to reconnect – well written, Sarah
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Yes, this was written for a friend of 50 years. We have a hard time speaking the same language now.
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Nice
Sent from my iPhone
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Thanks, Steve
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Lovely, Sarah
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Thanks, Ryan.
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