We were inseparable, us three;
neighborhood kids, schoolmates,
playmates…friends.
Life moved forward around us
others came into our lives,
yet the bonds that held us never changed:
There are so many kinds of love:
the steamy passion between lovers,
the playful fondness of siblings,
the devotion deferred for parents and grandparents...
– and then there is that special affinity of the heart
reserved for those who walk our path,
who uplift us, and remind us how we
are better because we’re in this together.
It never leaves us, this alliance, this kinship we share.
It bides silently, awaiting the confluence
when the gate is opened, the heavens smile,
and we are laughing together once again.
© Ginny Brannan 2020
NaPoWriMo #18 4/18/2020
In fond memory of my dearest forever friend on this, your 64th birthday.
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